The White Wolf's Secret: His Unexpected Luna

Author: JENNIFER JARVIS

Chapter 1

Word Count: 708 | Released on: 28/04/2026

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naked through a gap in the logs, making the tiny light shudder as if it, too, was taking its last breath. It illumina

d gently wiped his forehead. There were no tears in my silver eyes. My focus was absolute. Th

ips, and my nose wrinkled. The scent of soul-decay. My ancient spirit recogniz

and gripped mine. It was cold. "The time has come, Lit

etched with swirling runes. A single groove, a blood

drawing a single, dark drop of blood. He guided it into the stone's channel

ath catching. "Go to the territory of the Blac

mmitting the n

. "He... he may not be living well. But his hear

"Tell him... I am sorry. And... m

y small fingers closin

e, his gaze filled with a love and sorrow that

e older than the mountains around us, I began to hum the Sending Song.

the lines of pain on Silas's face sof

illing through the cabin's small window and bathing him in

, and the life-scent of

hed him in the quiet. Then, I leaned forward and pr

ot and dragged my plain-looking backpack from

er pocket. Then I went to the larder, packing the last few s

its weight would seem impossible for my small frame, but

had been my only home. Then I went outsid

ilas's body within the earth. I covered it with a heavy stone sl

I bowed deeply to

the night wind. Without a backward glance, I turned and start

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The White Wolf's Secret: His Unexpected Luna

JENNIFER JARVIS Werewolf

“I am only three years old, but I have the ancient soul of a Seer and the monstrous strength of a warrior. When my caretaker died, he gave me a blood-pact stone and told me to find my new guardian, Ryker Blackwood. I crossed the dangerous forest alone. I even slaughtered three massive rogues with a silver dagger and healed a dying noblewoman along the way. But when I finally tracked Ryker down in the pack market, he wasn't the strong protector I was promised. He was a disgraced outcast, kneeling in the dirt, bound with burning wolfsbane ropes. The pack's cruel enforcer was raising a silver whip to sever his leg for unpaid debts, while the entire crowd jeered and called him useless trash. He was utterly broken, penniless, and couldn't even defend himself, let alone protect a child. Silas had sworn Ryker was a good man. How could this pathetic, hated pariah be my destined guardian? Yet, seeing them humiliate Silas's only friend ignited a cold fury in my ancient wolf. I stepped out from the crowd, a tiny silver-haired pup facing down the pack's most feared enforcer. "Stop. You are not worthy to punish him." I exposed her darkest secret to the whole market, shattered Ryker's chains, and decided to save this broken man-even if my kraken-like appetite meant he'd have to hunt monsters just to afford my dinner.”