After Being His Unclaimed Luna for Eight Years, I Became the Mate of the Alpha King

On my Moon Blessing Day, the wolf I had loved for eight years announced his mating ceremony with another she-wolf in front of the entire Greywood Pack. I didn't cry. I didn't cause a scene. I stood at the back of the den-hall where the Beta-elders and warriors were still raising their goblets, and I kept my face perfectly still the way my father had taught me an Ironclaw keeps her face when the pack is watching. Then I quietly went to find Lucian, desperate for an explanation. But what I stumbled upon was far worse than I could have imagined.