REED POV
I knew it. The same damn speech, just a different day.
"Have you found your mate yet?"
"You know you can't become King of Alphas without finding your Luna..."
Blah. Blah. Blah.
That's the real reason he summoned me using his Alpha tone—his command, not a request. That tone left no room for refusal, not even for me, his only son, the heir. I felt it vibrate through my bones, forcing my feet to move toward him, even when every part of me wanted to run the opposite direction.
I knew exactly what this was going to be. Another lecture. Another pressure-loaded conversation meant to shape me into the perfect ruler with the perfect mate and the perfect bloodline.
And sure enough, the second I stepped into his chambers, he launched into it again—
Plans for another Luna Feast.
Another grand event calling together all the unmated she-wolves from every corner of the realm.
All for me.
All so I could "finally find the one fate carved from the moon for me."
But my mind?
