Rejection on the Full Moon

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moons with no choice in the matter, whose animal instincts take over, with bloodsh

er have known that otherwise. I come from a modest pack, Forest Paw. It’s a stupid name, I know. My pack i

of eleven. The only familial love I felt in my life came from the Alpha named Blue. He treated me like family when I wasn’t busy with meetings or pack business that involved travel. But when he was out of pack territory, my life was a living hell. Since I

myself, how about I st