THE LUNA WHO CONQUERED DEATH
Chapter 9: Playing the Game
I woke to find a gift outside my guest room door.
A white box tied with silver ribbon, no card. I took it inside and opened it carefully, half expecting some kind of trap.
Inside was a dress. Midnight blue silk that would cling to every curve, with a neckline that dipped just low enough to be daring without being inappropriate. The kind of dress Damien used to buy me in the early days of our bond, before he decided I should dress more "conservatively."
Before, he decided to check every aspect of my appearance.
I held it up to the light, and despite everything, it was beautiful. Expensive. Thoughtful, if you didn't know it was manipulation wrapped in silk.
My phone buzzed.
Damien: There's a pack gathering tonight. I'd like you
