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His Luna, his Curse

His Luna, his Curse

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Chapter 1 Trespasser

Word Count: 842    |    Released on: Today at 02:11

rritory, Mid

ke the wind w

d her footing, but she didn't stop. Couldn't

ning. Or maybe it was just he

ine and old ash filled her senses, then somet

a border. A

law te

in warning beneath her skin. The bond she didn't understand. The curse she couldn'

she f

steps. N

res

i

r, his senses razor-sharp under the weight of the moonlight. The air

earth. And something old

ng... a

o emerge. His wolf, never far from the surface paced

urmured, voice low lik

iffed, fingers brushing a fresh footprint in the mud. "The trail's no more than f

Damien said, already following

hing by a track. "Fresh print

ed, eyes narrowing. "And s

s he closed his eyes and let the scent

at his skin, how

te

alking. Clen

o

ow. N

ed up. "Yo

didn't

alrea

him before

h. The rustle of

on lunging fro

ashing. Steel met s

heir bodies crashing together. Sh

fo

breath mingling, tension c

by wild curls and fury. Her scent coiled into h

Lu

er teeth. "Touch me again," she hissed,

. "You just signed your de

y whole life," she

too, though she didn't recognize it. Not yet. But Damien

stand what she w

fied him more

you?" he

nlight. Dirt and blood streaked her arms. Her

ll wish you k

hind the trees. "She

id. "She's clai

, lips curling. "This

him. "What d

er between her fingers "yo

rkening his eyes. "Y

rathe

owled. "Tonight, you

t warning, h

ashed,

threw her over his should

" she yelled, fists pounding his

amien muttered, stalkin

n eyebrow. "T

Damien said. "A

your

didn't

e it w

er scent stil

he saw in her eyes when t

sion. Not

gnit

'd known

n running towar

hope the prophecy is real, you b

ough for her breath

ou dese

nd. His chest was h

al. The prophec

his doom, there was only

worth

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