Reckoning of the purple moon

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ing so much pain and sadness. And so m

d on the news. Just like any other day, I was expecting to hear stori

ring that the Anthony family has been terrorizing New York for 30 years. Let's welcome, Ivory Wells

rs had passed since I had set eyes physically on Ivory. Not

om the 18-year-old Ivory I had known,

rved and quiet was now bold and

ak, I was amazed at how composed she seemed. She recounted the events of the investigation with precision, describ

ue when my disguise was found out. I was chased almost round the whole of New York, by James Anthony's goons. Not only that, they bugged my house and carted away hour

t had made its way

thout risking her safety. Ivory responded with a smile, "I had help f

ed with Pride

d to Ivory and asked, "What message do you have for ot

dolescent life." She said and paused, swallowing hard, her eyes forming tears. I could see them. "But I moved past it, and here I am today. Don't be afrai

had much fun with the New Justice seeker, Miss Ivory. Do join us again tomorrow a

t wander to the werewolf spy I had kept in the human world. His words echoed in my head as I

Ivory was putting herself in with her investigative work. She was a talented journalist,

investigation. She had been digging into a dark and dangerous crime that involved human mob bosses,

No reply from her. I sighed angrily and exasperatedly. I didn't understand the silent tre

he werewolf world, it was needed that I expel her from my pack, to maintain peace and balance. I knew that he wasn't capable of hurting anybody, hel

Ivory's name and information, and silently walked away. Jeremy was my son, even though I had no idea who his mother was. I abandoned my work and followe

I texted my Beta, Hardin a

ney into the human world with Jerem

asked with his

u find her, protect Her and Jerem