His Luna, The Silent Warrior

ene

s mine, but Lycan was faster. He gr

d, his golden eyes flashing with anger.

"This is the sigil of the Silvermoon Luna. The stone was harvested from our sacred lake. Its

r husband," she sobbed, "he promised he would find a Moonstone for me one day. When I saw it... I was just overwhelm

rd. Lycan's expression immediately softened, h

id, turning his gaze on me, pleadin

" I wrenched my arm from his grasp

, her eyes flashing with a venomous hatred for just a second before sh

cal gasp of "Oh!", she let

the hard ma

ning in the silent room. The beautiful, etherea

inside m

ed. My blood, dormant for so long, surged with a white-hot rage. Before I even real

he impact echo

ous, grieving widow struck, he

nd swu

trength of a man; it was the power of an Alpha. The blow sent me stum

broken pieces of my heritage.

e floor. Then I looked up at him. I saw the flicker of shock in h

oo late. So,

found a strength I never knew I had. My voice was

Pack, reject you, Lycan of th

hung in the air, thi

e. He opened his mouth to speak, but I was already gone. I closed my eyes,

's stone. Bring your warriors to the Blacks

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