Selene stood, a smug little smile tugging at her lips. She had dressed herself in a gown that shimmered like moonlight, its fabric cut to flatter every curve, the neckline plunging just enough to be daring.
Today, she was certain, was her day. Today she would finally be revealed as the woman standing beside Alpha Killian, as the one who would one day reign with him as his Luna.
Her hands smoothed down the fabric once more as if to reassure herself of her perfection. She whispered softly to herself, “Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.” The words came out half as praise, half as affirmation. She had to believe it, because the thought of any other woman stealing this moment from her was intolerable.
Martha, standing stiffly a few feet away, kept her silence, as she always did in Selene’s pr
