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His Submissive Luna

His Submissive Luna

Author: Blue_Lane
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Chapter 1 Sweet Pheromones

Word Count: 1182    |    Released on: 15/05/2025

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my eyes would peep at the time, hoping against hope that when next I looked at it, ten minutes would have passed an

ll had never steered me wrong. There was someone in the room whose pheromones were catching my attention. My

her strict voice resounded from behind me. "Dy

efforts to hide and disagreed at once, pushing me to the floor. The laughter only increased and I felt like ble

existent pride and sat back in my still creaking chair. I adjust

Ansel, the hottest werewolf in our class who was dating the hottest she-wolf in our class, Gabby Walls. He was good at everything and I was just one of the

nnounced and I stared down at my st

metics. Scrutinizing the questions closely only made me feel dizzy and soon, the words began to float off the paper. When it g

reath and in a swift move, she balled my paper into a ball. On

e class. I found my favourite tree, the Magnolia. Its creamy white flowers that constantly fell into my hair whene

he same class as Emmaline and my dyslexia was making life very difficult for me. Who didn't know how to read and write at 21? Too caught up in my ow

d it hav

uestion, Chad ran past

with an avenging force. It reminded me of the vanilla plant my mother used to pamper in her g

ed senses. It was driving me crazy and I wanted to rub my thighs together, feeling very urgent all of a sudden. My favourite red hoodie w

e wind toyed with his dark glossy hair, pushing it off his toned nape. I stood behind him, inhaling the wonderful

t all surprised to see me. When I moved towards him, he held out a hand to halt my movements. I dug in my he

, dragging his fingers through his hair. I took another step closer wh

enth birthday last week. That day, when I found out that the vanilla scent I was ravishing was from you, I wanted to tie a ston

ared to associate with me. Instead, he joined the others in making jest of me, his mate. My tongu

you are all plump and not even cute, at least. You cannot be my mate! There

by the Goddess. What will become of me if you cast me aw

ead voice. "As of today onwards, I reject you, Allison Duke as my ma

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