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med, too weak to shift, too weak to save us. A wolfless Luna, the pa

or my phone. The smooth glass felt unnaturally

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mate, bonded to me by M

call was too slow, too human. We had something deeper, so

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the screaming of my own survival instincts. I reached for h

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d. I felt him, a distant, cool presence at the oth

at my parents' old

. I could feel the smoke seeping into my c

like a whip across the bon

little excuse to get my

on another plea, before he could remember to seal the link properly, a sound

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t our bond wide open. And through tha

ion vanished, replaced by a surge of tender c

ental voice was a soft caress, low and impossibly gentle - a tone

side me went

owing every insult from his pack, every whispered wolfless placeholder. And it had al

less than that voice. My skin was bl

to me, the coldness retur

don't have time for your games, for the

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as alrea

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f. He had hung up on my dying brea

bsolute, a void more terrify

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nd comple

loor. But something had shifted inside me. The desperate hope had bee

come, then you will save

Its weak glow cut a small path through the su

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oden chair by the desk, my body screaming in protest. My limbs felt like lea

ir rushed in, a life-giving shock to my system. I took a g

and hands, I hauled myself over the sill. The roof tiles were slick beneath my

ide, too fast.

e-jarring impact. A sickening crack echoed from

e house. My house. The only thing my parents had left me. Now

n't tell the difference

, a promise of salvation. I wa

e love and hope used to live,

ne call from Seraphina Beaumont. Two years of my sacrifices - sile

spised, unlocked my phone. The screen was cr

here

. Seraphina's

se, draped in silk pajamas, looking pale and fragile as she leaned against his broad

, in two years of

ing me miserable. Thank goodness I have

d on the

care of her, brother. A true Luna deserves to be cherishe

lood of simil

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Alpha, he knows who

r for him than that

ing sound that tore at my throat and

ehol

to appease the elders. A warm body in his bed

setting aside my own dreams, my own

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hey rushed towards me. Hands lifted me onto a stretcher.

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