Mia’s POV
The damp, cold stone pressed against my back as I huddled on the floor of the cell. Despair gnawed at me.
How did my relationship with Richard get to this point?
Why didn’t I get a werewolf mate or even a rogue mate like my brothers, at least things would have been less complicated. But now, I was stuck with a Lycan whom 90% of his people wanted me gone and the other 10% loathed me.
If I were to be his Luna, how do I earn their respect, their admiration, their love?
A voice cackled inside of me, at the thought of becoming Richard’s Luna. And I couldn’t blame the voice because if I can’t make it out of the cell, there’s no way I can become his Luna, and even if I did, it was already too late. By now his wedding with Tia would have been done.
“Oh Mia, how did you get yoursel
