I Am His Wolfless Luna

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morning sunlight streamed through the high windows, painting golden stripes across the polished wooden flo

sacrificed herself to save the Shadow Fang alpha's son during a wild wolf hunt. Some

he room swayed slightly, and I had to grab the dummy for balance. This wasn't right. I'd inherited my

ke off the growing fog in my head. Anoth

the perfect daughter in front of our father. "Here, sis," she'd said, voice dripping with artificial sweetness. "Staying hydrated is so im

words came out slightly slurred. My wolf, usually a c

I almost dropped it. A message from

one screen, each word ma

Mountain View

s wrong -

RR

and laughter, not this raw panic. Many people couldn't handle being friends with

raining arena's exit seemed miles away, the corridor stretching endlessly befor

each step. Where Cassandra had always been–

ntal bond, the way I had thousands of

his to me." My mental voice gre

ce that made you realize how much noise you'd

on the steering wheel, and the road seemed to ripple like a heat mira

't just unlocked – i

came out slur

panion since childhood – was completely silent. Not just qui

r the wall as my kne

ight, but my body wouldn't respond. The last thing I saw was

was too strong, pulling me under like a tide. I couldn't tell if I screamed or i

of pain. The sunlight stabbing through the cheap hotel curtains was too b

forter scraped against my skin as I shifted, and the realization hit me like ic

familiar. The room spun lazily as I tried to focus on it, the pattern blurring before my

bathroom. The fluorescent light flickered to life with an angry buzz,

led lower, to the constellation of bite marks scattered across my collarbones

brought a new awareness - a slick sensation between my thighs, the unmistakable feelin

f the sink, staring at my wild-eyed reflection. Wha

erate. Emma. The tex

. Oh god, if something had happened

implications of my current state, the ache in my bod

pped it around myself. My legs barely held me as I staggered to

ld you loo

lway, leaning against the wall with casual grace. A

nd my body. She held up her phone, the camera pointed directly at me. "The migh

ht to stay upright. "I'm c

o different from the warm friend I thought

interest Father. What do you think the pack will say when they see their future alpha femal

teps. Dozens of pack members lined the walls, their faces a blur of judgment and whispers. At the head of the room, my father Marcus sat rigid in his alpha chair,

ce dripped with false sympathy. "The bite marks, h

ted. The space in my mind where my wolf should be felt like an open

e came out as a whisper.

a command in his vo

there's no need to make excuses. We all know what you've been up to." Her smile was raz

a step forward. Without my wolf, without my s

to this pack. To your mother's memory." The mention of my mother mad

Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, hereby strip you of your pack status