It had been all too easy. Eliza was afraid that claiming her place as the heir and future Luna was going to be practically impossible. Why would the Luna and Alpha, or the pack even, accept a stranger over the girl they had watched grow up and train for the position?
Because the girl who had been living her life was a Red Wolf. Eliza couldn’t be more thrilled. What were the chances? Could she be any luckier?
The answer to that question was a resounding yes. The Luna shunned her fake daughter and opened her arms, and also her pockets, wide to Eliza. She’d been set up in Clara’s lavish room, she had the car picked out for Clara’s birthday, her boyfriend–he was clingy, but useful, her friends, and even her sexy Gamma.
On top of it, she was given a phone, a bank account, a spending allowanc
