Orphan Luna
Annie is panting practically, making me nauseous on his scent.
I see the warriors behind him, waiting for his signal. He must be high up in command. He looks strong and powerful, maybe a Gamma or a warrior chief or something. “He’s handsome as hell Dana”. Annie… Now is not the time and shit, he has my knife in his shoulder. Annie freezes… “you bladed our mate you bitch”. I scoff, yeah well I didn’t know he was mid air.. Besides, the last thing I need is a man telling me what to do.