Moonbound Contract: The Alpha's Fake Luna

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, needing air, needing to be anywhere Elder Voss's whispered threat couldn't f

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xhaustion playing tricks.

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me sideways - and I screamed, twisting hard, ready to fi

hadow slammed

brick. I stumbled back against the wall, chest heaving, watching two shapes

the ground. The other stood over him

myself to

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iliar - worn soft at the edges by years I hadn't h

pping into the thin wash

mewhere between my

here before. But the eyes - warm brown, steady, achingly kind even now, even wit

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nearly g

dead. They told me you died, Rian. Six yea

ranger who'd just taken down an attacker with his bare hands, and more like the boy who use

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ddenly alert, coiled. "We're not safe out here. Whoever sent him-" he nodd

ian, what is

p into his face, the kind that came from years, not days. His hand hovered nea

e broke. "I'm just

it came. "You're still doing that thing," he murmured. "Answe

ng. "You re

everything

beat, six years disappeared. We were fifteen again, sitting on the roof of the old

. Or so I'd believed for

you been?"

vement, then back at me, and something guarded slid back into plac

tly. "From a distance. It was

from

the distance - someone had called the police, or worse,

move," he

u tell me wha

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t me grieve you for six years. You don't get to show

on mine with a desperation that stole the rest of my sentence right out of my mouth. "I k

hy

slightly, like the truth

m attacker," he said. "He works for Seraphina. A

ind us, in the dark, I heard more foo

rd the sound, then back

k alive," he said. "Which mean