The Alpha's Mark Came Too Late

I was the treaty bride carefully chosen by Silvermoon pack and sent to Shadowridge pack. My presence there guaranteed ten years of peace between the two packs.

All because I looked a little like the woman who had saved Theron, the Alpha of Shadowridge.

For 1007 nights, Theron left bite marks all over my body, but the one mark reserved for a Luna never appeared.

I begged him to let me go. He gripped my chin and laughed. "You're a stand-in. What makes you think you have the right to beg me?"