Chosen by fate; second chance mates
It was a festival every pack in the territory was expected to be a part of and had been celebrated for centuries.
As they gathered around, the moon emerged, casting an ethereal glow upon the assembled wolves. The Alphas, except for Alpha Drake, each representing a unique region and possessing their own distinct aura, took their places in a circle, no one spoke as they all paid homage to the goddess, creator of the werewolves. At the heart of the gathering, an intricately adorned altar stood, its centerpiece a shimmering moonstone radiating with otherworldly energy. This stone was said to be a direct conduit to the Moon Goddess herself, granting blessings and guidance to those who offered t
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