She folded her hands on the table. Her tone was calm but firm. “I want you to keep pretending. Keep acting like everything is fine between us. Like we’re the perfect couple.”
My eyes narrowed. “Why?”
“Because,” she said lightly, “everyone needs to believe that we’re in love. That we’re getting married. That we’re the future Alpha and Luna of Nightshade. This would make me happy since I want to become the Luna of this pack. I want to rule and become powerful.”
“And what about me?” I snapped. “Where do I fit in this fantasy?”
She waved her hand carelessly. “Oh, you can do whatever you want behind my back. I don’t care if you sleep around, see other girls, or even sneak out to meet that pathetic Lisa....”
“Don’t say her name,” I growled, my voice dangerously low.
Roxanne smirked. “Touch
