The Black Moon Pack members were stunned, their faces reflecting their outrage and shock. Ryder might be a servant, but he was one that their Luna had chosen for the first time, to have fun with.
Even though he wasn't, their Black Moon Pack wouldn't sell their own for any reason, and the pack's collective growl reflected their displeasure.
Ryder, on the other hand, had a look of amusement dancing in his eyes as he stared at his Luna, waiting to hear her response. His expression was a mask of calm, but a hint of curiosity flickered beneath the surface.
Reana, meanwhile, seemed carved from ice, her face a serene mask that betrayed none of her emotions. Her eyes, however, told a different story, flashing with a warning that Alpha Killian would do well to heed.
But perhaps, the Alpha thought himself as her only hope, so he ignored her warning. "I believe this is a fair trade, don't you, Luna?" Alpha Killian asked with a smile playing on his lips.
