The Last Luna.

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w more pushes, a

Moon Pack Healing Center helped to calm Alpha River Granite as he waited with his Beta,

his friend. “Samantha’s your wife. There’s

here’s plenty in there I haven’t seen before. Besides, your mom is doing

took the few steps over to his friend. “Get in there!” He opened the door

alified to deliver pups. River wouldn’t be there at all if the expectant father didn’t happen to be his best friend and Beta. This was the sort of responsibility he didn’t mind handing over

r. She was great--but she was ready to pass the duties

uld be born of Alpha or Beta until men began to recognize the worth of women. He had no idea if there really was a mage’s curse of just bad luck, but so far, not one female h

wrapped up in a blanket and laid on the mother’s chest. He could imagine Sam, sweaty and out of breath but beaming with love, Allen at her side. He was glad his friend hadn’t missed that.So

o cry, his mother walked out, l

ing her hands together. “Mama and

le tragedy when both Simpson Stead and River’s own father, Lake, had been killed in an attack when both boys were young teens. They’d

e Healing Center. River was happy to accompany his mother back to her house

ed. He’d gotten his blond hair from his dad, but his mother’s light brown hair wasn’t too far from his shade. He had her high cheekbones but the rest of his face

d’s arm. “I do enjoy serving the women when they are in such difficult

y think it was funny. He didn’t need his mother to bring up the subject again, espec

ed to hold a Goddess Moon Ball and find you the Luna you

passed a pack of pups playing with a ball. They were too busy to notice their leaders walking by as they

ed the small house she kept not far from his own or from the Health Ce

t for the first time. River bent to kiss her ch

omise me that you will explore it, son? I do believe your wife, your Luna,

y-six!” he

three year old when I was

y presents itself, I will take it,” he promised her, not really concerned about

with a dreamy sigh before turning around a

would treat Allen’s pup like he was her own grandson

rated on the threats of other packs in the area and what he could do to make sure the alliances he had with each of them was as strong as possible. He wa

younger fellow by the name of Brett, to stand in for him. When he opened his office door, Br

ing on?” R

from the wolves on patrol on our n

pack known as Crying Wolf, and they didn’t get that name for being sissies. They were a bunch of howling mad men w