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A tortured Luna

As I walk into the living room, I am met by the man who I assume in the Alpha of this pack he is walking out of the dining room. I bow to him as I have been instructed. I do not raise my head; it is against Luna’s duties to look an Alpha that is not her mate in the eyes. I do not want to be beheaded.

“Luna Verona, it is an honor” he says to me.

“The Honor is mine my lord” I say in respect.

“Luna, you do not have to be so formal, I am not a Lycan king”

“It is death to look you in the eyes my lord, surely you should know that” I say in fear and bewilderment.

“Luna, we do not live be such outdate and cruel notions, no one does anymore except the Luthor’s” he says to me. Shock fills me. My husband said this is werewolf law. He raises my head and almost cringe away. I am not allowed to be touched by another man besides my mate. Why is he doing this? Sure his mate will try to kill me?!

“No she will not, she is a very respectable Luna” he talks to me about his mate. The more he ta
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