The Unwanted Runt Becomes The White Wolf Luna

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sheets were pure silk, cool and fluid against my skin. The room smelled of fr

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a moment as my heart hammered

ice rumbled from

emembered. He had dark hair that fell carelessly over his forehead and eyes the

days," he said, setting the

t my hands. The cuts from the Rogues were gone. Not just scabbed ove

ing a chair closer so our knees almost touc

egendary. They were reclusive, powerful, an

ets tighter around myself as a shield. "I'm jus

is dark eyes. "Your Alpha was a fool. He looked a

intense enough to burn. "Ell

curling in my gut.

firmly. "You ar

's a myth. White Wolves are the direct descendant

you are one. Your wolf was small because she was starving for power, suppr

vid didn't just heal my bod

like an equal. He taught me meditation, guiding

in the garden, bathed in silvery moonlight. "Feel

r the first time, it didn't feel distant. It fel

inful breaking of bones like before. It w

screamed, not in pain,

dy sh

er, vividly alive. I looked down at my paws. They wer

as massive, larger t

n't bow, but the look in his

ul," he

ated with the power of the earth its

ht me to fight, to use my speed, to harness t

im, admiring the way his muscles moved u

ctually managed to pin him down, we lay on the gr

y hair from my face. His fingers lin

ble-shot through me, groundi

knew what

" I whi

y," David confessed, his voice rough with emotion.

The Moon Goddess hadn't abandoned

hite Wolf, purred in agree

closing the distance. "

in, his nose brushing against the sensi

, asking for perm

," I

bind our souls. It wasn't painful like Marcus's rejection. It was grounding.

tions-his fierce protectiveness, his adoration, h

looked at me with a seri

it wasn't completed properly. He rejected you, but th

n settling over me. "I can still

," David said, "we have to g

m of the White Wolf power in my veins. I looked

e threw away," I sa

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ause the Moonstone Pack is going to pay the Obsidian San