Betrayed By The Alpha: The Spirit Luna Returns

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on the mantelpiece. The shards ra

ed his head, exposing his neck in submission. The

pit. The... the body. It was gone. There wer

watching. She waited until I left and stole the corps

e walls of my consciousness. He had been unsettled since the birth of my son,

wolf urged. F

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ck borders. The Tracker, a silent man with a scar running down

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rawings on the wall. Drawings of a wolf that looked lik

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ow moved in

a man who is bli

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low her around. But the man standing before me was not weak. He was tall, his shoulder

He was an Alpha. Maybe e

d. "Where is she?

was a cold, sharp sound. "You haven't called her that in

demanded, stepping forward.

nt to butcher your daughter to save that abom

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Tracker s

ached into his jacket pocket. "You want to

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art hammered against my

ned black in places-the unmistakable burn of Silver nitrate. Her clothe

ths ago, Elroy. She was hunted down by Rogues. Shot with silver bullets. Tortured. I was out of the co

head. "No. I saw her... I felt her... I get al

igital ghosts. While you were playing house with tha

her finger, visible through the blood, was the cheap

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