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The Other Luna

Clarisse was betrayed and dethroned as the pack's Luna! Everything went downhill for Clarisse the moment her husband’s Fated Mate arrived at their doorsteps. Dethroned from her position and poisoned to death, she was curiously reborn weeks earlier from her demise. Vowing to never make the same mistakes again, she made up her mind to divorce her husband and seek help. Luke Morgenstein, the Crown Prince she didn’t plan to team up with, was an enigma. He ignored her at first, then decided to help but insulted her. To add confusion to the problem, he even kissed her at their first meeting! The insult and the kiss didn’t bother her much, but why did her heart seem to explode every time she thought of him? Clarisse couldn’t get a hold of what Luke truly wanted with her, but his help was essential for her plans to move forward. She had no choice but to play along, for she planned to rise and defeat the other Luna that invaded her beloved pack— by becoming an Alpha herself! EXCERPT: “Who might you be and why are you here?” Clarisse did her best not to roll her eyes and said, “You called for me, Your Highness. Konrard said you changed your mind and decided to help?” “Clarisse Howlet?” “Yes,” she replied with her head bowed down. “Would you need any more assistance?” Luke shook his head and mumbled, “You smell…” “I what?!” Clarisse couldn’t believe he would insult her like that. She was wearing her most expensive designer perfume. She took hygiene with utmost diligence! The Crown Prince stood up from his hunched position and Clarisse yelped in surprise. Why was he butt naked underneath the blanket? Was he jerking off while he suddenly went into the rut phase? In a flash of seconds, Clarisse felt warm lips crash into hers.

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Final Preparations

Shannon’s eyes almost burst out of their sockets as she saw Clarisse grab a pair of scissors and come her way. Clarisse saw the panic in her eyes, and gloated over the fact that she knew Clarisse could touch her if she really wanted to. Scrambling out of her chair, Shannon knocked over several items off of her vanity table.

“G-g-get away from Shannon!” she stammered. “Sister Clarisse, get away from Shannon!”

She was frozen with fear at the sight of Clarisse’s cold expression. Her eyes of clear amethyst were as sharp as any cut diamond, and Shannon couldn’t move a muscle at all. What was she going to do?

Clarisse was having fun at the sight of her trembling in fear. How could she be so bold to harass the maids and be this much of a coward with her? Clarisse couldn’t help but gloat, a smirk and a scoff escaping her lips.

“What is Sister Clarisse going to do? Why do you have a scissor in hand?”