My name is Maeve Hawthorne.
I've been sleeping with Ronan Blackwood, Alpha of Blackridge, for months.
No promises. No title. Just secret nights and checks big enough to keep my mouth shut.
Then one night, while he was still in my bed, Ronan told me he was getting married.
To my half-sister, Celia.
The cruelest part?
Ronan already knows I'm his fated mate.
Our wolves answer each other. He loses control when another man touches me. He announces his engagement, then shows up at my cabin in the middle of the night and kisses me like he can't stay away.
But according to him, an Alpha needs a proper Luna—elegant, respectable, worthy of standing beside him.
Not a woman like me.
Fine.
If I'm not good enough to be his Luna, I won't fight for the position.
I'll just turn around and give another man a chance.
And see how long my sister's perfect Alpha can stand watching his real mate belong to someone else.
