Arya was gaping at Michelle. Michelle was always calm and composed, a perfect Luna, and this was a woman with a belly full of anger who was baring her fangs to defend what was hers. And the worst thing was that Michelle's Alpha aura was pressing on Arya to the point of numbing her reasoning.
Arya lowered her head. "I apologize, Luna Michelle. I admire Alpha Cristian, but I know you are his mate and that he adores you. I would never…"
"Good that you know," Michelle interrupted her. "Now, act like it. The Moon Goddess gave you your mate, and instead of embracing him, you blew it. If he has half of the pride as a warrior, you will have a tough time getting him to forget what you did."
Arya felt wronged. She had no idea who Keith was, nor did she feel the bond. Sure, he was handsome, but why would she side with a stranger over a man who practically raised her?