I felt the buzz of excitement from the Luna Ceremony planning session still humming through me, amplified by the anticipation of spending an entire afternoon being spoiled by Jackson. When I returned to the Alpha suite, he was waiting, a vision of casual power in a black T-shirt and tailored dark jeans that accentuated his Alpha physique.
“Ready to be outfitted for battle and luxury, Luna?” he asked, his dark eyes sparkling with a familiar, possessive heat.
I walked over, my fingers tracing the strong line of his jaw. “More than ready, Alpha. Just promise me you won’t buy the whole mall.”
“No promises made,” he countered, capturing my hand and bringing it to his lips for a quick, deep kiss.
The drive into the human town was fast and exhilarating in Jackson’s sleek, black SUV. As we app
