The White Wolf's Secret: His Unexpected Luna

Chapter 4

Word Count: 729 | Released on: 28/04/2026

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anished. Her skin went pale again. "Soul... rotting?" s

er heard. In the back of the crowd, an older werewolf gasped, hi

r chest. "Here. There is a sliver of black energy. It is

no accident. It was an ambush. Rogues, the fallen and corrupt, were kno

"Can you... can you save me? Please." All her noble prid

ll cleansing takes time. I ha

er you want, the House of Vance and the Crestwoo

Those things me

gaze steady on Elara. "It will hol

"Yes! But where do I find you aft

ady beginning to blur at the edges. The heal

will find me," I said. "Th

pened her mouth to press furt

gathered at its tip. In the air just above her chest,

ly light that pushed back the shado

d, the glowing mark sank int

ing of being gnawed on from the inside instantly disappeared

of exhaustion rolled over me. I had spent too much today. I needed food. I

d up t

h of gold coins from her belt. "Little... Little

st her with

and swung it onto my

nstinct, wanting to help me with the seemingl

It was like trying to lift a boulder. He grunted, putting all of h

I stood there with it on my back

ed away, my small form quickly swal

erewolves and a noblewoman who had been given a second

ower of the sigil. She turned to Cody and Fa

where to find her. S

d. "My lady... t

l. "Use every resource we have. Send word to Gideon. I don't care what i

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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.”