He delayed our ceremony seven times, the eighth time I cancelled it

“I heard you can break the bond without an Alpha’s consent?” I asked, looking dead into the eyes of the old witch standing in the corner of the gala that was supposed to be my Moon Ceremony.

“I want to break my bond with Alpha Albus. Please do it for me.”

“Are you sure you want to do it, Luna?” she asked in disbelief.

I don't blame her. Who would believe I was going to demand the severeness of the very bond I was so excited to legalize a few minutes ago?

Everything was so perfect, so exciting until Celeste, Albus’s sister-in-law, fainted.