When a Luna Strikes Back

BY'S

pping against the pillows, my gaze darted around the famili

swirled up

ng graphic details of a bliss

hair to the crook of my neck down to my

ea

e up to empty sheets, to his woody scent luring me in, tempting me to lay in the heat where he laid and

kly got dressed. My eyes roamed the luxuriously furnished ro

is room in the pack house after a night that had started casually until things he

Ox-horn Pack's new Alpha and the appointment of new commanders. It was the on

as his mate, yet he'd made love to me. Waiting for the eclipse to mark me on a most spe

nt most of my days, juggling between doing the laundry, cooking, and scrubbing the floo

t the bustling kitchen. Work was in progress, the frantic omegas went about

. Dean was nowhere to be found and

ng us, ' Gia, my wolf

the Gamma to-be, it's only natural he's got obligat

luxury, and glamor where the commanders of Ox-horn Pack inhabited. I s

hair swept into a nice bun securely held up with hairpins. Her

We were inseparable until the death of my parents in a rogue attack took a heavy to