Teresa

“What the hell are you doing, Keller?” I asked him, overtaken by shock.

He smiled. “Asking you to be my Luna. What every gentleman who’s going to become an Alpha in a week's time should do.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Excuse me?”

“I thought we were all bonded together by fate and the blessing of the moon goddess?” I continued. “Why then do you want to covet me—to become yours?”

“I—” he looked at the ring, struggling to look at me.

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