The Rejected Luna's Secret: Awakening the White Wolf

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hannel, a frequency that hummed in the back of my mind li

ding a "Test of L

t the legitimacy of her pregnancy-she had to cross the Whispering Woods alone. It

t the rain streaking the window, blurring the c

to prove a point to the Elders? Unlikely. He was a man of legacy, not chance. He had undou

buzzed on

was a phantom vibration at the base of my

lse

thin over the thousands of miles between us, but

ualizing a brick wall slamming d

with triumph. *Bennett is fighting the Elders right now. He's screaming at them.

ing my hand to remain stead

ental projection sharpening into a blade. *He never fought for

sical recoil of truth. She was right. Bennett's love for me had been a q

, my mental voice weary. *Or does he love the idea of an

al laughter echoed in

t to icy. *I don't love him, Kelsey. I love the power. I love the title. And this

. The sheer, calculated cold-blo

eatened, though even I could h

ous. He thinks you're barren and bitter. Watch the live str

tt. He was a fool, blinded by his own ego, but he d

r bond, the ancient tet

y ounce of urgency into the link. *Listen to

ic silence that stretched

e through, cold and

rassing yourself. Let us be ha

shut like a heavy iro

drumming against the glass. My Inner Wolf didn't howl. Sh

one. Tru

g the cold, crisp Parisian air wash over my face

Bennett,"