Chapter 2

Catherine didn't listen at all. Instead, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back.

"Ethan is my Alpha! There isn't a single place on his territory off-limits to me! You're just trying to scare me off because you're terrified the real deal showed up to ruin your pathetic scheme! You won't even get to be his side chick after today!"

"I'm going to teach you exactly what happens when you try to steal my man!"

With that, Catherine kicked me hard in the stomach, sending me crashing to the stone floor.

My head slammed against a rock, splitting the skin on my forehead. A faint itching sensation flared up—my wolf's natural healing factor kicking in, trying to mend the torn skin. But before it could finish, Catherine's boot came down again, ripping the wound right back open.

I wiped the blood trickling down my brow, staring at the smug girl in front of me, and said coldly:

"Are you really not afraid of what Ethan will do when he finds out?"

Catherine scoffed, looking down her nose at me.

"Ethan searched everywhere just to find me. If I get so much as a paper cut, he loses sleep for days! What if he finds out? You really think he'd blame me over a worthless nobody like you?"

Her little entourage sneered and chimed in:

"Seriously! Everyone knows Alpha Ethan fell head over heels for Catherine at first sight. A cheap knockoff like you isn't even fit to wipe her boots!"

"Catherine, Alpha Ethan is a powerful man. There are always going to be desperate sluts like her trying to crawl into his bed. Let's make an example out of her today and scare off the rest!"

"Exactly! Let all those gold-digging bitches see who the real Luna of the Silvermoon Pack is!"

Every single one of them had a venomous glare, looking ready to rip me to shreds.

My voice turned ice-cold. "You'd better call Ethan and ask him who I actually am."

Catherine tilted her chin up arrogantly.

"You're just a filthy fake who sneaked onto his land. Why would I waste my breath asking about you?"

"I'm the love of his life, and my pack, the Ash Creek Pack, is the Silvermoon Pack's strongest ally! Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me about status?"

Her eyes darkened with cruelty as she barked at the guards behind her:

"Strip this bitch bare. Let's see if she had the guts to make her body look like mine, too."

At her command, the guards rushed forward and began violently tearing at my clothes.

I struggled desperately to cover myself, screaming at the top of my lungs:

"Stop! I am the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack!"