Ronan POV

When I finally confessed my feelings to her, her answer wasn't what I'd expected, but she was right. I had a mate, and I had the vow I made to her. However, I felt uneasy, unsettled by her nonchalant response. She didn't want me, so I couldn't explore my feelings for her. She was only my Luna, nothing else. The thought felt like a dagger in my chest.

"Your Luna is making this camp a much happier place." The war strategist, Richard, said, walking beside me with that infuriating grin of his.

"The warriors are smiling more. The food is incredible. Even General Mancho looked happy after meals."...