"It's Thundering Falls," Ranier corrected her. "Not Thundering Hills."
She scoffed without breaking her glare from the male across from her who still made her knees weak. "The Luna of Thundering Falls then. I like the sound of that." A wicked smile broke out across her face.
The male who marked her was Alpha of the neighboring pack. How perfect was that? It almost made all of this suffering she had gone through worth it. Graeme would have to respect her as a Luna.
Perhaps the Goddess had led her to that pack and into danger for a reason. She would go through all of this pain and trauma and heartbreak and rise as the most formidable Luna ever.
With this new power she felt coursing through her veins, she could rival that intruder August, overthrow her, and take possession of both packs. Then Graeme would be the Alpha and she would be the Luna. It was perfect. She couldn't have planned it better herself. The Goddess truly was remarkable in the way she worked.
