I AM THE LUNA QUEEN

The moment the Alpha King pins me onto the bed, I slap him.

“You’re my wife.” He growls dangerously.

“The wife you refused to touch for three years? I’m not that pathetic woman.”

I’m not, for real. I went to sleep a college girl, and woke up a Queen.

Servants said the King hates his Queen, so his mistress rules the palace—but that was before me.