Beyond The Full Moon
I clenched my hand, my fangs bared, my magic unwavering.
“She's dying. I can sense it.”
Ever since I was banished from the Crescent pack by my brother Johan, who stole the throne from me and claimed I was an abomination simply because I'm a hybrid, a werewolf, and warlock, “a cursed bloodline” he called the moon goddess connected me to someone. She gave me a mate, one I never sought for. I don't want her to be a part of my doomed existence, but still, I can feel her pain as if it's mine. It's very heavy, too much for one person to bear.
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