Moonlit Betrayal: Lone Wolf
His words were like salt in the wound—an unrelenting reminder of my perceived failures, my inability to protect those I cared for most.
But the moment I thought of our pup, my heart softened. "Elara, our daughter really looks like me. Elara...such a beautiful name."
Mentioning Elara, my wolf also calmed down a bit. "Yes, she's adorable. But I think she takes after our mate more."
Ignoring the playful jab from my wolf, I continued, "Elara Jones, don't you think it's fitting?"
"Hmm, but I don't think Ariana would want to add your surname," my wolf teased, and I felt like it rolled its eyes, though metaphorically.
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