~ MARA ~

Fury doesn’t even begin to cover the anger flooding through my veins. I’m fucking pissed. Mad isn’t nearly descriptive enough for what I’m feeling right now.

Fuck that dumb mute for ruining my plans over and over again.

It’s all lies. I refuse to believe the sob story about Ronan falling for someone like that. It’s all too fake.

You can tell me anything—that the moon is green, that mermaids exist, or any other fucking mythical story—but the idea that Ronan is in love with that dumbass girl? That’s a fucking lie.

I want to know what spell she’s using. She has to be using some kind of magic to trap him.

Ronan didn’t think twice before running into the forest to rescue her. He fucking changed from the day he walked to get her. I mean, the night before he left, I can still recall him fucking my pussy and adoring how wet it feels and how perfectly I take him.

Fuck, I can still feel it. Him slamming into me raw, no mercy, his thick cock stretching my dripping pussy wide open while he growled how perfect I took him, how my tight, greedy walls milked every inch like they were made for his dick alone.

How the fuck could he walk away from that? From me choking on his dick earlier that evening, tears streaming down my face while he face-fucked me deep into my throat, calling me his perfect cum-dump? From me riding him reverse cowgirl, bouncing my ass on his lap, grinding my swollen clit against his base until he flipped me over and bred me like an animal in rut?

To him not being able to stand my presence, I mean, I had tried entering his room in sexy lingerie with the hope of him tying me up, spanking my ass purple, fucking my throat until I gag and drool, then flipping me over and claiming every hole like the possessive bastard he is.

But hell no, he sent me away... he did. He... She used a spell. There’s no fucking way.

Fuck her again, for the umpteenth time.

I’ve got a plan, a fucking plan that’s supposed to work. I was supposed to be his Luna. I was supposed to stand by him. We were making progress...

After waiting in the shadows all this time while his wives died, even after convincing them all to leave. But then Mother Nature had its way of creeping in and making them die. I was hoping that I would be his Luna. I would stand by him. I would...

She ruined it. Now I’m demoted. Fucking demoted to... even an Omega’s rank is way better than mine.

"She made such a grand entrance at the Blood Moon Ceremony," Selene says, sitting across from me, and the thought of that Jolene is already fueling my anger a thousand times over.

"Oh, well, she wasn’t all that compared to you, but she still had every Alpha staring at her. You wouldn’t believe it—Alpha Ronan had to pause mid-speech and attack Alpha Quirin because he thought he was with her, causing a commotion on the ceremony grounds. It was quite disturbing... but I think she uses a spell because he doesn’t seem to be rational anymore..." Kaia chips in, a wine glass in her hand as she sips from it.

Oh well, they’re the only two loyal sources of information I’ve got left. The others have fled since they heard my rank had been reduced and theirs was somehow higher than mine.

You see how degrading that is?

I used to have pack friends, minions, and everyone at my side... but now... it’s...

"And you needed to see the way Alpha Ronan was staring at her all through the ceremony. She really must be using a spell on him, and she looks quite polished. I mean, I could never have believed such a beauty could be mute and dumb..." Selene grabs the wine bottle and pours another shot into her glass.

"Yes, and there’s a rumor that the pack guards who were placed to take care of her were murdered by Alpha Ronan. He could kill for her..."

I immediately bolt up from my chair.

"Enough about her," I say, cutting them off.

Their words sink deep into my head, and each thought makes me realize that Ronan has never once looked above my pussy.

I swallow, shutting my eyes tightly. My fists clench as I force myself to inhale, then exhale. When I open my eyes again, a coy smile tugs at my lips.

"I’ve got a plan..." I suddenly say, the smile widening.

Both ladies look up at me, setting their glasses aside and crossing their legs as they prepare to listen with keen interest.

"Yeah, we thought we lost you for a second. We know you’re always coming up with plans and backup plans, so what’s the plan?" Kaia asks.

"I need both your help." I walk toward the door, carefully thinking my plan through.

"You know we’re always ready to help you. Always ready to—"

"I figure two can play the same game. Hence, we need to find a witch."

Their eyes widen, fear flashing across their faces. They suddenly go deadly silent before laughing.

"You must be joking, right?" Selene asks.

I chuckle, making them laugh along with me.

"I wish I was... but I’m dead serious."

Their faces immediately turn deathly pale again.

"You know the consequences, right? We could get killed, banished, or—"

I shrug and walk back to the table, squatting beside them.

"I want you both to think past the fear and look at the positive side. What if we don’t get caught? What if the witch’s magic works in our favor? We get what we want. Ronan realizes that bitch is nothing but worthless to him, and we all get what we want."

I smile wider.

"I get to be Luna and appoint you both to high-ranking positions. I’ll recommend you to other Alphas during gatherings, and you could even marry Alphas yourselves. Think about the positive side..."

"That mute girl did it, and look at the privileges she’s enjoying from Ronan. If she can be smart enough to think past the negative side, then I expect you both to be smarter..."