I started undressing him, my hands fumbling at his shirt.
His body shivered under the touch of heat, and I quickly peeled off my white wedding gown.
Instead, I slipped into green lingerie that clung to my damp skin.
I didn't think twice when I accepted my parents' offer to marry our Alpha. He was a man every she-wolf in our pack wanted… I thought marrying him would mean love, protection, and respect.
Instead, it meant betrayal.
Tristan Crosswood, my husband, the Alpha of Blue Moon pack never wanted me.
I was just a Luna by contract, replacing his empty title. He chose his mate repeatedly when she found her way back to the pack while I was foolish to reject mine the first time I saw him.

I was such a fool… and I suffered for it.