Chapter 51

Nathan’s POV

I looked at Stella and, for a moment, I couldn't remember why she was so close to me. But then a sweet scent from her wrist hit me, and I wanted her to be mine all over again.

Stella is your Luna. Stella is the choice. I took the ceremonial dagger. The steel was cold against my palm. I was ready to bleed for her. I was ready to—

"Alpha!"

The voice broke through the haze. I snapped my head toward the back of the hall. It was my Beta, his face white, his chest heaving as if he’d run miles. He didn't care about the sacred silence of the Priestesses. He didn't care about the visiting Alphas.

He reached me.

“Alpha, we have trouble with rogue and that witch,” he barked. “It’s urgent. We need you, now.”

The mention of the rogue sent a surge of adrenaline through me.

"Guards! With me!" I shouted.

I didn't look at the Priestess or the crowd. Stella grabbed my arm, her face full of anger, but I pushed her away.