The Luna ceremony finally happened, and he gets to f**k his mate. The world can f*****g finally find peace, but not a f*****g soul cares about my lousy ass girl, everyone sees the ruined goods, and not a soul can see how she doesn’t stop working her sweet bubble ass every time she is knocked down.
If only the entire pack didn’t have the Luna ceremony, we would have found my mate by now. But no, everyone has to keep Luna Silver Spoon safe like a delicate glass flower. I can’t believe I had a crush on such a softy, all because at one point she was a darn hard worker, but the big nerd sign on her forehead should have been my warning sign, getting myself to follow the scent from last time.
I needed to concentrate on my mate; I’m happy I never stopped finding Gold attractive. I mean, back in
