The White Wolf's Secret: His Unexpected Luna

Chapter 5

Word Count: 613 | Released on: 28/04/2026

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hick wooden post. His black hair was a mess, his face was bruised, but his stormy gray eyes burned with a defian

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chips of ice. "This is what you deserve, Ryk

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d and walked up the ston

t authority that made the two guards who mov

tilting my head back to look

said, my voice even

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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.”