Avery’s POV
As night fell, I prepared.
I stoppered the bottle that contained the magical antidote and secured it in my cleavage.
I had chosen my outfit with care. I needed to look like a woman on her way to her wedding night. It was shorter at both ends than I’d usually choose, but looking in the mirror, I had to admit it suited me.
The dark colors offset my hair and eyes, while the tailoring showed my curves to advantage. I looked like a woman in control of her future, for once. Sexy, alluring, powerful.
How ironic that I should appear as a true Luna should on the night of my sham wedding.
From across the hall, I heard raised voices. It appeared my request was not going over well with Gideon’s ‘true mate’. I grinned at my reflection in the lamplight. It felt good to be the perso
