Logan's POV
Our gazes lock and I forget how to breathe.
Annalise looks beautiful tonight. Regal.
She was born to be a Luna. How did I ever think otherwise? She was there, right in front of me, and I missed her glory, blinded as I was by Eloise and her need for me. Seeing her like this, I regret every moment I drove her away.
She deserved to be honored as a queen by my side, not for show, but for real.
And now it looks like it might be too late.
As I watch my wife descend from the helicopter on the arm of my enemy, I want to vomit with anger, even more so when I see that ridiculous diamond blinking on her hand. He’s marching her around like a trophy, and everyone’s eating it up, congratulating that bastard on his claim on MY family.
“Welcome, Alpha, Luna,” Alpha Forrester greet
