Voices of two grown men could be heard from a distance, arguing, pulling Luna Reana forward until she was standing beside them, watching the two men like a bystander.
The blurred-faced man had long, red hair that cascaded down his back in waves. The other man, whom she could see his face clearly, looked like Reana – a male version of her.
"...I love you too. I do, but we can't be together. I have a mate. I have children –grown ass children! And the Alpha of my Black Moon Pack. My people needs me–"
"They don't need you!" the red haired-man yelled, his voice thick with frustration. "You have three grown boys, one of them is your Heir. He's twenty eight this year. He could rule in your stead. Come with me, Reana, please."
Luna Reana frowned. First off, the voices sounded familiar. The scene looked familiar. And the name and face…those were hers!
How could she be a man here? What's going on? Her thoughts were cut off when the man who looked like her began.
