Phoebe knew I wasn’t Melania. She knew my real name was Cecil.

It wasn’t possible. It wasn’t fair. I tried so hard to hide the truth from every shifter I met as Melania. I did what I could to convince Mordecai I was his Luna, but Phoebe knew from the minute she saw my hair color.

My stupid copper hair. It looked nothing like the real crimson Melania had! I shouldn’t have believed this would ever work.

Dashing through more trees, I tossed the remainder ...