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After tossing my wedding dress into the fire, I penned a letter to my father and handed it to the pack’s messenger. The moment the messenger left, Melanie Stone, a Delta from the Moonlight Pack, arrived with a lavish array of gifts from Margaret Reed, the former Luna. “Lea Price, daughter of Alpha Matteo Torres, these are gifts from the former Luna,” Melanie announced, her tone deferential. “She wishes to express her regret over the situation and assures you that Jamir Graham, the former Alpha, will come to apologize and reschedule the mark ceremony.” Her words were predictable. After Jamir’s previous public rejections, Margaret had always tried to smooth things over with material offerings. Jamir would indeed show up to apologize, but everyone knew how insincere his apologies were. Melanie seemed relieved when I accepted the gifts without protest. She, along with Margaret and others, likely assumed I would continue to endure the humiliation for the sake of becoming Luna. But they were wrong. Jamir had long been erased from my heart. In my pocket was a note Trinity Jensen had sent earlier. It contained only one line: **[Lea Price, even as the daughter of an Alpha, you’ll never be Luna as long as I’m here.]** That evening, Jamir arrived at the pack house as promised, but this time, he brought Trinity with him. “Lea, the former Luna sent me to apologize,” Jamir began, his voice dripping with disdain. “But don’t think you can run to her with your complaints or badmouth Trinity in front of her!” His gaze was filled with unmistakable hatred, as though I were the one standing