We were arguing again about how I should just let Stan do what he wanted, I needed to calm down, and I wanted to. Still, I knew the chances of having Stan lose his title were high, considering his mom was the rogue Luna who attacked us, Gold was the perfect Luna who now is the ideal Gamma, and I’m still nothing! I’m a joke, a substitute for their ruined mess of a life. Growling at them both, Gold pulled her hair back to reveal her recently marked neck, “You got marked again?!” I asked her, appalled by her sudden action. She replied with a stare, “Yes, my fated mate gave it to me like the good Gamma he is, and I had to be remarked because that bomb killed me for a split moment that felt like a year had passed. I was with Selene.” She said in a severe tone.
I knew she wouldn’t be messing wi
