Chapter 9

To say I had made people really mad was an understatement. Luna hadn’t taken my abrupt speech too well. She was never fond of being told no, and she always got what she wanted—but not today. Luckily, Alpha Michael was there to restrain her. She had lunged toward me in anger, but Alpha Michael held her down. The two Lycans who stood next to the elders were quick on their feet, rushing forward to make sure she wouldn’t reach me.

Killian’s hands were now around me, reassuring me that everything would be okay. I melted in his touch. I still couldn’t believe that he would be mine. The rational part of me kept nagging me, telling me that this was too quick—I had barely talked to the man, yet not even twenty-four hours later, he had claimed me as his and wanted me to be his mate, his Queen. The other part of me was squealing like a little girl, beyond excited that I’d be close to Killian and that this perfect, dominant specimen of