A Perfect Plan
Nichol’s voice filled my mind, raw with desperation.
‘Luna, I’m sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to act against you! Please tell me what to do to earn your forgiveness!’
I froze, my fingers twitching at the mention of her name.
I hadn’t thought of her in so long, but now, memories came rushing back.
Nichol.
The girl who had once had a crush on Camelot.
The one who had idolized him, followed him around like a lost pup, hoping to gain even a sliver of his attention.
The knowledge sent a strange wave of emotions through me—possessiveness, frustration, and a deep, undeniable desire to claim what was mine.
And as if the gods themselves sensed my thoughts, Camelot turned toward me, his expression soft—like a trusting pup who knew he would be cared for.
My mate.
He needed me
