LUNA JILLIAN
I couldn’t help but smile as I entered Alpha Victor’s study, my steps light with satisfaction. The sound of the door closing behind me seemed to echo, but it was a sweet sound, one that signified the triumph of our plans. Margaret had done it. My daughter, the one who always had a spark of ambition burning in her, had succeeded. She had managed to get not one, not two, but three alphas to fall at her feet. And now, no one would be able to stop her.
“Well, Victor,” I said, my voice smooth and calm, yet laced with pride. “It’s done. Margaret has succeeded. She now has the three alphas—Alpha Zayn Miller, Alpha Jerry Bolton, and Alpha Leonard Hamilton. They all chose her, not Darlene.”
I watched Alpha Victor as he looked up from the papers in front of him, his eyes sparkling wi
