Standing in front of the mirror, Darci hummed to herself, swaying from side to side, delighted at the white dress clinging to her body and how things were finally falling into place—how they should have always been. Darci’s fate was officially sealed; she would be the Luna of the future Alpha King.
That little wench Alicia wasn’t going to be a problem from this day forward. With her out of the way, Tom will forget about her, and nobody will care about the disappearance of a nobody wolfless Omega like her. She shouldn’t have been born. Darci was only putting things back in the correct order of things.
While Darci would be spoiled in riches and respected as Queen to all werewolves, Alicia would be nothing more than a breeder of that lecherous Alpha. And even if others did try and search fo
