Chapter 12 – The Luna
Storm’s POV
“No! That’s insane.” I opposed.
“Are you admitting that your mate is weak and cannot be the pack’s Luna, Alpha?” he retorted.
“If my mate will be killed, I will be losing my half.”
“Then you are agreeing on making Freda your Luna and keep your mate as your bed-warmer?”
“F-ck you, Harold. I’m going to kill you.” I hissed. I would have killed him right now, but the council is watching, and killing him without a grave violation will put me as an Alpha in a difficult position, it would endanger the whole pack as well if they would be stripped off an Alpha to lead them.
“Shut up, Storm. I’d rather die, than see this b-tch rule beside you.” Llana shouted.
“Fair enough then. We only have one rule, it’s simple. Kill the other. The one who will remain will
