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The White Wolf's Requiem

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 851    |    Released on: 07/07/2026

desperately, but I co

aive, soft-hearted El

ppy simply because of Rowan's affection

nd walked alone to the most remote, barren hill

d its silver light fell on the

ently placed my chil

Moon Goddess's requiem to th

ther had sung to me

souls of my children back to the silver gr

my throat bled, and my v

an alabaster urn with my child

the burial ceremony and send their souls

e already gone back to the Moon Goddess. The ceremony is nothing but comfort for the living

nted to say something, but in the end he

nched as though the weight on

arters one last time, intendi

nd Vera lying naked on my bed, and that the bearskin be

of a pungent s

. "I heard that moon stones soaked in the blood of White Wolf pups can not only keep a pregnancy from

chest vibrating as his large hand slid

gan a long, passio

lust. But standing at the door,

stones had been soaked

me let out a

ed bodies, my nails dig

ngers and dripped onto the

scent, because he sudden

ed his eyes, but it quic

om Vera and strode over t

ck? What is that filthy thing you are holding in your arms? I wa

ugh my eyes as hi

es of our children had been cal

I had once eagerly awaited t

trying to listen to the movements inside, then look

while our two babies ke

g in the Blackrock Pack, as I had a home here

those memories, I felt

reaching hand, and spoke coldly.

o not think for one second that you can use Larkin's favoritism to force me to recognize those two pups you gave birth to a

to his side, "where are those brats? Get them out here right now. I

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“Vera Morgan, my mate's lover, said the Moonlight Power of the White Wolf's pups was pure, and that moon stones soaked in the blood from their hearts could keep a pregnancy from failing. So Rowan Black, my mate and the Alpha of the Blackrock Pack, gave the order. I, Elara Dale, nine-month pregnant with twin babies, the Luna and a White Wolf from the Moonborn Clan, the white wolves who served the moon goddess, was tied to an operating table by the warriors, and they cut my twins out of my belly. I was overwhelmed by the agony surging through me. I then fell to my knees, weeping, and begged him. "The babies are premature and underdeveloped. If you take the blood from their hearts, they will die. I am the purest White Wolf of the Moonborn Clan. Take my heart instead. Please, just don't hurt the babies..." Rowan, however, said nonchalantly, "It's only a few drops of blood. It won't kill them. Consider it penance for your jealousy of Vera." I looked at his cold face. My wolf, Serane, let out a despairing whine. That night, before my children could even open their eyes, their lives slipped away from the little openings on their chests. I held my children's bloody bodies and went to Larkin Olson, the Elder of the Blackrock Pack. "You saved me back then, and I repaid the Blackrock Pack with my Moonlight Power. My children are gone now. It is time for me to leave."”