Alpha Richard Brown.

I never imagined I would kill her. Not like this. Not in front of everyone who mattered.

“She’s not good enough to clean my boots, let alone be my Luna,” I had said about my real mate many times.

But Amelia? Amelia had been everything I wanted. Strong, fierce, and beautiful. The perfect Luna for an Alpha like me.

Now she lay dead at my feet. My claws, still slick with her blood, trembled as the reality crashed over me.

I had torn out her throat right there in the ...