"I will tie you to the bedpost, fuck you like a slut until you're screaming and pleading for mercy in fifty different languages, Phoebe. Mark my words." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted it all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.
Soon enough, Elder Gita arrived at the scene, a solemn expression on her face.
"Sorry for bothering you again, Elder," I muttered, smiling at her.
She merely responded with a curt nod, her gaze already scrutinizing Miranda's dead body.
Meanwhile, as we let the Elder do her thing, I called some guards to give them orders. "Go to the mansion and bring any maid who's acquainted with Miranda here."
The guards nodded and were about to leave when Negan spoke up. "I don't think there's any need for that, Kaene. I think I know a maid who I've seen hang around the deceased a lot."
My brows furrowed into a frown as all the Alpha council members turned their gazes to Negan.
Curious, I gestured at him. "Well, don't keep us in suspense. Who is this maid?"
Negan replied after rubbing his chin, seemingly in thought. "Ah, yes! I think her name is Brittany."
Brittany?