The Rejected Luna's Revenge

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ng with energy. I threw Ethan off with a strength that surprised eve

across my skin. But something was different this time – the power fe

he expression was so foreign on his usually arrogant fac

glowing with an ethereal sheen. This wasn't my brow

? I asked Z

s grey wolf form larger than mine but somehow less... luminescent

ter. His claws scraped empty air where I'd been a second before. Befor

y gone, dancing away from his attacks with a grace I'd never known. Eac

irely, my white form sailing through the air like a ghost. As I landed, I spun a

voice roared across our p

wer in my own mental voice. It seemed to echo with multipl

. I pressed my advantage, driving him back with a series of quick, savage attacks. My teeth found

longer attacking but merely defending. The mighty Alph

ental voice held a note o

e whispered in my mind, weak but urgent. We h

to ebb. But I kept my stance strong, my white fur bristlin

my wolf's voice carrying clearly through

etween the trees like moonlight. Behind me, I h

mere trickle. When I was certain I wasn't being followed, I finally c

t there was no response. My

me, and every muscle screamed in protest as

rough the forest, using trees for support. My mind kept returning to that incredible power, the pur

had to reach the Midnight Pack's

ent – darker, older, more imposing. This mus

ce called out as I approache

hy I'd come. But the last of my strength final

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ndows of my office as Ryan Emerald, my head of security, ente

yful demeanor was replaced

claims to be a diplomatic envoy from the Silver Moon Pack

e. The same pack where, just last night, a mysterious woman had shared m

it b

e neutral. "Given Isabel's engagemen

sed look. Normally, I'd send Benjamin to ha

rd. Beta Benjam

atures into their usual mask of indifference. But as I approached, her scent hit me like

the door, an

me. Dark hair fell in waves around a face that was even more beautiful in daylight than I remembered. But it w

m his chair beside her bed. "Thi

ce cool despite the way my wolf clawed to get closer to he

lifted her chin defiantly. "Fals

tracking my movement with those expressive eyes. Up close, I could see the b

iberately calm, "why you come

my father trusted you would help us." Her voice dropped

h what my wolf really wanted to ask was who ha

her father, the months of abuse and control. With each word, my wolf's fury

?" I pressed. "Ho

d her face. "I... my wolf. Sh

. "The same wolf that's been dor

I knew this detail. "She came

f I may... the timing of all this is sus

out, then immediately looked

e," I orde

a moment, I was back in that dark r

rst. "I can offer you asy

r face. "Then you'

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