No Longer Graced by the Queen

Synopsis

On the eve of the sacred Full Moon Festival, I was pulling a late shift at the pack infirmary when Leah Brooks, one of our healers, leaned over the counter with a teasing grin. "I swear, Rachel Grey, you are the luckiest she-wolf in the entire territory," Leah whispered. "Your mate, Karen Frost, certainly knows how to keep a romance under wraps." My fingers froze over the medical charts. Mistaking my sudden stillness for bashfulness, she tapped her phone screen and slid it across the desk toward me. "My friend works the front desk at the Plaza hotel," Leah gossiped. "She said Karen just dropped ten grand booking their fantasy penthouse suite for tomorrow night. He is definitely setting up a massive romantic surprise for you." I lowered my gaze to the glowing screen. Staring back at me was a snapshot of a luxury hotel receipt. The signature scrawled across the bottom of the reservation was unmistakable. It belonged to Karen. My knuckles turned stark white as I gripped the edge of the clipboard. Ten minutes later, I stood alone in the freezing night air outside the clinic doors, pulling out my phone to dial Ben Taylor. "Revoke all of Karen's pack access privileges and security clearances immediately," I commanded. "And while you're at it, get the elders on the line because I am filing a formal request to sever my mating bond."