The Alpha’s Mating Day, But His Mate Wasn't Me

On the day of the Moonbond ceremony rehearsal, I arrived at the ceremonial grounds and found my future mate, Alpha Fredrik Silverthorne, arguing with my best friend, Glyneth Ravenhurst, about the color of the moonstone carpet for the sacred hall.

Glyneth followed him through the hall, lightly hitting his arm a few times until he finally raised his hands in surrender.

"Fine, fine, dark silver it is. Whatever you want. Happy now, Lady?"

His pleading words, spoken in an indulgent tone, made even the attendants laugh.

"See? Our future Alpha and Luna are truly close."