Chapter 18

“I am the new Luna of the Hallow Wood Pack,” I revealed as I started to sob.

Andra gasped, and Jormun shot up from his seat.

“What?” he asked.

“Please!” I pushed myself out of my seat and onto the floor. Bowing to Jormun in a desperate attempt to beg. “Do not send me back to them!” I cried out.

“Miss!” Andra kneeled next to me and gently touched my back as I bowed my head to the floor. It was then quiet for several moments.

I did not dare look up at Jormun, knowing that he was most likely contemplating sending me back versus starting a war.

“Stand up,” he demanded all of a sudden.

I did as I was told, shaking in fear as I managed to get to my feet on my own. I glanced at Jormun and regretted it as soon as I did.

No longer was he wearing his cold and stoic expression, but instead, one of anger. His brows were furrowed, his lips twisted into a thin frown and his eyes boiled with rage.

“Killian marked you?” he growled at me.

“