Fallon had always wanted to be the Luna of this pack, and never gave up hope that it would be her. She was sure of it. She was wrong. She even spent the night in my room, so she would be the first person that I saw when I woke up on my birthday, but she wasn’t my mate. She was so disappointed that she cried her eyes out. She went to her room, to get ready for the day, but when she came to breakfast, she was composed. She also gave me the proposition of being my chosen mate. She gave me some really excellent reasons why I should choose her. She was OK with sharing me, as long as SHE was the Luna of Blood Claw, and that I marked her. She wanted our children to go on to run the pack. She had Beta blood in her, so she would be strong and provide me with strong pups. She was beautiful and would
