Eloise’s POV
In just a few minutes, I would be announced as Tyrone’s wife. The realization made my heart race with anticipation and dread. There was no formal wedding ceremony, no blessings from the moon goddess to make this union sacred.
It felt almost like a performance, something fleeting and uncertain. The absence of a mating bond between us was like a reality check in my mind. How could we ever claim to be made for each other?
I didn’t have an answer. The only thing I was certain of was that Tyrone, despite his power and status, wanted me, an omega, to stand beside him.
He wanted me to wield authority, to be untouchable in the eyes of those who would dare to demean me.
It was a kindness wrapped in the rough edges of duty, and one I couldn’t quite understand. His ambition exten
