Submission is Not My Style novel Chapter 60

Jack 

My smirk doesn’t budge, not even as the sting of dirt clings to my skin and humillation pulses beneath it like a fresh burn. 

Celestia turns back to the crowd, chin held high, basking in their attention like it’s sunlight. She looks utterly pleased with herself, but that’s where she 

messed up. 

Because she gave me the spotlight. 

And now… I’m taking it. 

Slowly, deliberately, I rise from the ground. Graceful. Poised. 

1 act as though I don’t care that every eye is on me. My heart pounds like a war drum, but I force my spine to stay straight. 

This isn’t how I imagined being introduced to the pack… but fine. 

If they want a show–I’ll give them one. 

Confidence. Control. No fear. 

What a Luna should have. 

And I will be Luna, for now. 

Without giving myself time to second–guess it, I stride straight toward the crowd – toward her. 

Celestia’s smirk falters for the briefest second as I approach, but she schools her face quickly, pretending not to flinch. 

I stop in front of her close enough to catch her sickly sweet scent again. It’s cloying. Overbearing. Then I lift my foot and slam it down–right on hers. 

Her smile freezes. 

Her pupils dilate. 

But she neither screams nor jerks away. 

She endures. 

Good. 

1 lean in, my lips brushing her ear as I whisper–just loud enough for a few nearby to catch it. 

“Game on.” 

Then I flash her the sweetest smile I can muster as I lift my foot off hers. 

She doesn’t move. But her eyes? 

Oh, they scream. 

The crowd parts for me like water as I walk through them, even though I can feel their stares sticking to my skin. 

I keep my face blank–calm, composed – but inside I’m still burning. 

Then come the whispers. 

“She’s really Alpha Jack’s mate?” 

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Chapter 20 

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