Moon's Fury, Mate's Heart- Can be Changed

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ade her way through the group of elders, who respectfully greeted her, and stood nervously in the center of the room. Her

chamber with a sense of urgency. She should know who I am, especially during

private discu

nt conversation,” I almost growled but

ying breath. "Alpha," she began, her voice wave

a good sign. My scowl morphed into a full-blown snarl as I watched my elders stand up one after the o

t, Alpha. This one speaks of you. It speaks of…"

I demanded, my pat

blurted out in a rush. "A wom

e Alpha on this side of the Red Mountains? A primal roar erupted from my thro

ho, in the nine hells, could pose a Bloodfang Alpha?"

oice remained steady. "The prophecy doesn't say who, Alpha. But it

was all about battles won and lands conquered. Peace was a

ook like?" I inquired, the

trength, her unwavering spirit, and her compassion, a force tha

ing a Bloodfang? Laughable

oman defying the very nature of who and what I was, ushering in p

settling over me like a leaden cloak.

h a mixture of concern and it sent some mighty sign

ment hung heavy in the air and it pissed me up just thinking about it. Women. They were whispers from a past I barely reme

le that dominated the room where we were working. Was this woman a threat? What power did she possess to

survival, trained for dominance, and lived like the mountains themselves. The idea

ger to me as Alpha, but this woman, whoever she was, wouldn't be ignored. I would find her.

was opened instantly with my guard running in. "Prepare me for a run. Imm

head was occupied and the only thing I could think of was going for a run. Reaching my quarters, the

pty vial of lavender oil balanced precariously on the stone beside her. She whirled

clipped. "Explain yourself

aze replaced by a nervous flutter. "I… I heard the com

d about it, not even from Venesaa herself. "Venessa," I said, my voice softening,

I understand. It's just… Ursula rarely

in the mood for

ut

I growled and she was

At the edge, I met Jace already waiting for me. “Would you l

ared for my run immediately, pulling off my clothes and transforming into my w

mals, leading me deeper into the heart of the wilderness. As I raced through the forest, the wind blew freshly on my skin, guiding me with

hrough my nose and I was forced to come to an

move, slowly, making sure I was right about what I had just sensed. I traced the fragrance and soon I could feel the vibrating sounds of the person's feet. Just when I lifted my

n looking for i