The Alpha Begged for the Luna He Forgot

On the day I tried on my bonding gown, my sister Celeste said she wanted to help me decide.

When I stepped out of the fitting room, Celeste was adjusting the silver-patterned collar pin for Ronan Blackridge, the Alpha no wolf in Blackridge Pack dared defy—the man I was supposed to bond with.

I had just opened my mouth to say, “Let me,” when the stylist smiled and stepped toward Celeste.“This way, future Luna. Let’s try your styling over here.”

I stopped short.

Ronan did not correct her. Celeste only smiled shyly and leaned into him.