Forty-Four

Naomi

Brittany was Seth's problem to handle, Seth's words, not mine.

He already had a plan to get rid of her without causing wars between her father, the Alpha of his pack and this pack.

I agreed, not because of war, but because I wanted my face intact and fighting that Alpha female wasn't one thing I was going to do.

With a spring in my steps and a smile on my face, Seth and I departed the rooftop, and Seth led me to my room, promising that was the last night I would be staying in that room, since I would spend the rest of the nights of my life in his arms.

He made me look forward to forever.

I tucked into my bed, the events of earlier tonight playing like a movie in my head. Seth loves me. Me.

I blushed deeply as I squealed into my pillow, not wanting to wake up my mother.

Luna Naomi, Queen Naomi.

Excitement bubbled within me as I imagined being bowed to by all that once bullied me. The same people who abused me, coming to me for favours.

And the look on Brittany's face when she