The Luna the Alpha Regretted LosingPrologue

Aria released a slow breath as her eyes settled on the leather folder resting in her hands.

The thin stack of parchment inside felt far heavier than ordinary pages. It was as if the truth written across them carried a weight her heart could barely withstand.

For seven days she had kept it hidden inside the packhouse, carrying the secret like a stone in her chest. More than once she had tried to tell her mate. The words would rise to her lips… only to die there as fear tightened around her throat.

She could not hide it forever.

Within a werewolf pack, secrets rarely remained buried. The Moon Goddess had a way of dragging hidden truths into the light.

“Little moon…”

Her mate’s voice sounded from the doorway.

Aria startled so violently that her wolf stirred beneath her skin. In a quick motion she slid the folder beneath the pillows on their bed just as Caleb stepped into the room.

By the time he approached her, she had already forced a calm smile onto her face.

Caleb closed the distance easily and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest as if it were the most natural thing in the world.