Charlotte sensed someone's presence and, as usual, slipped into Nathaniel's tent, lying beside him instantly. She pressed herself close to him, her heart racing with excitement and satisfaction. "This is it," she thought, her mind whirling. "This is my moment. If anyone finds us like this, they'll have no choice but to believe I'm his concubine. And once Alexandra is truly out of the picture, I will be the Luna of the Red Moon Pack."
Nathaniel stirred slightly in his sleep, and Charlotte allowed herself a small, triumphant smile. "Poor Nathaniel," she mused. "So oblivious, so trusting. He doesn't even realize what's happening. But soon, everyone will see me as his rightful mate. They will accept me, honor me. I will be Luna, and no one will ever question my place again."
