Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Fell for the Alpha-less Queen 611

Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 611 The Luna’s Arrival

Finished

Before dawn broke, laughter had already risen from the sacred mountain, rolling down the slopes as the Nightshade wolves prepared for the great day.

ས་ན་ན་ཚེ་ད་ན་ད་ལོག་པ་ ་ད་ན་བ་མ་ས་ད་ལ་

In the Sinclair family villa, however, the atmosphere was hushed with anticipation. Tessa sat before her mirror, dressed in a pale moon–white gown embroidered with silver wolf patterns. Her long hair had been braided intricately, adorned with pearls and feathers. She looked every bit the Luna she was about to become.

“Nervous?” Lina asked, smoothing the folds of her skirt.

Ysabel, clutching a spare veil, beamed brightly. “I’m going to stand right up front for the ceremony! Uncle was so nervous last night he messaged me at midnight to ask whether the Luna’s ribbons should be tied in a bow or a knot. I laughed at him for hours.”

Heat crept up Tessa’s cheeks. She gave Ysabel a look. “Stop teasing. Just call me the same as always.”

you’ll officially be my aunt, and I can’t mess that up. Besides, if Uncle hears I didn’t call you right, he’ll punish

chimed in, laughing. “For her sake, Tessa, you’ll just have to

chatter dissolved the tension that had been coiling in the

when Yardley and Lila entered. Their smiles were too forced, too

hands together, “once you’re bonded, you’ll be Luna of Nightshade. With this union,

Lila rushed to agree. “Your grandfather always dreamed you’d have a fine match. Now that you’re marrying into Nightshade, it brings honor to the

the wolf pendant at her throat as she replied evenly, “This bond is between Landon and me. If the Sinclairs want to stand tall, it should be through their

room to the photo wall. There, her grandfather’s portrait

me, and he’ll protect me all my life.

—

broke through the window, casting gold across the frame, as if in

rang. Camille rushed to open it, her laughter spilling down the hall. “Mr. Thorne is

formal suit, the wolf–shaped insignia pinned to his chest matching the one at Tessa’s neck/Behind him, Nathaniel

he saw her, his composure faltered, tension betraying itself in the faint flush that touched his ears. But he straightened anyway, extending his hand. “I’ve come to take

and tugged his sleeve.

611 The Luna’s