Ivy

At twenty-three, I hadn’t expected to still have my virginity. The right man had just never come along, and even if he had - I was destined to be a Luna.

Despite the Alpha blood coursing through me, I didn’t have half of the freedom that my male counterparts did.

They were able to sleep with who they wanted and do whatever they wanted. I was expected to keep my virginity or at least have no more than one or two partners until I mated. ...