The Perfect Luna

Beta Ash was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. Not her husband. In a black

tuxedo and offered her his hand when she was close which Ria was reluctant to accept at first.

But she went with it in the end since he hadn’t betrayed her yet. She couldn’t count on him, yea. But she still could change events with him. Or at least give it a try. If the Beta supported her at the Alpha Council when the divorce would take place, everything could go smoothly. It was worth a try.

“Nice dress,” he gave her another compliment and she rewarded him with a brief smile. “Thanks,” they were walking towards the car that was already waiting for them and she frowned when she realised that it was a limo. Meaning that she would have to ride with her husband and Roxy. How unpleasant.

“This is not what you usually wear,” the Beta said, and she looked at him, slightly shocked that he even noticed.

“I am in the mood for some changes, Ash,” Riannon smiled and tilted her head a bit, noticing the werewolf’s eyes get darker. Well, this was new.

He opened the door of the car for her and helped her inside, holding the train of her dress and placing it gently to her feet. Maybe she overdid it a bit? Dancing in that could be problematic. Not that she planned to dance much. Today had a different purpose.

She gave a brief look to Brayden and Roxanne who sat way too close to her liking. And

peach dress, covered in cheap rhinestones. The colour did not suit her

while he carefully removed her arms off his and showed her to keep them at her knees. At least

couldn’t even manage

fake smile without any

silence lingered over all of them

shut up, “The dress you are wearing… It’s truly

good taste. Yours is nice too. I hope you

how the omega told   Because I let you dresses that

of clothes. I thought it would make

notice. “I

lips curled into a smile, “You just wanted to take the one that I had in my hands without bothering to

stunned and. Ria just turned to the window and pretended to enjoy the

roll her eyes. Why wouldn’t he cry also while he was at that? It did not seem realistic at all. Even rogues are not that cruel in their groups. She could believe that someone would pick at an omega, of course, but Roxy’s story was questionable at least. In her past life, she tried to check it and everything matched up. But the more she was thinking, the more she came

his hand again and she realised that they already