Zane put on his clothes quickly and came over to her. "What is it?"
Kiera could hardly contain herself when she caught a whiff of his musky scent from such a close distance. She wished to lean on him and be lost in his arms. She reminded herself why she was here and gathered her thoughts.
"Our wedding is in a few days," she murmured. "I consider myself fortunate to be your wife. Otherwise, I would have been happy to be your mistress." She pursed her lips and added, "I am surprised and disturbed at the same time to learn that you want to make your Luna. I thought you would keep that position for Eleanor."
"Because you are an Alpha Blood." A flat reply came from him. His tone was low, devoid of any emotion. "I don't want anyone in the valley to point out later that my Luna is not a werewolf but a witch. I am doing this to avoid anybody declaring war on the pack because of this. It is to maintain peace and friendship with the allied packs. Besides…"
