The Crulest Kind of Love
"Child, Alexander doesn't know how to cherish his true Luna. That's his misfortune. Seven days from now is your birth moon. Stay for your birth moon, and after that, I'll let you leave our pack..."
Looking at the elderly she-wolf before me, her fur already streaked with gray, I nodded. Seven days... I had endured eight moons already.
Not wanting to disturb my rest, she brought me fresh meat and left.
The moment the den entrance closed, my crystal vibrated with a new message from Alexander.
A vision.
In the dim lighting, he was entangled with a she-wolf whose face I couldn't see. Growls and whimpers filled the air.
My hands trembled as I tried to turn off the crystal, but just then, Alexander