His Historical Luna
"However it started, whatever the curse did or didn't do, this, right now, is real. We're choosing each other. That's not destiny. That's not prophecy. That's just us."
"Just us against impossible odds," I pointed out.
"My favorite kind," he said.
Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled despite the clear sky. A reminder that reality was thin here. That the barriers were already cracking.
Thirty days.
The countdown had begun.
And somewhere in the Northern Territories, a wolf with golden eyes woke from a dream of silver fire and knew, with absolute certainty, that his destiny was calling.
The true Silver Wolf, if he existed, was about to make his move.
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