SECRETS OF MY DARK LUNA
Secondly, I thought about her grandmother, and the more I thought about her, the angrier I got.
Dora was supposed to hear that she has a relative somewhere that cares for her. She would have been ecstatic about the news and I would have felt somewhat like a hero. Now, she’s gone, killed by an unknown assasin just like her mother.
Who knows if they’d come for Dora too? Especially because of this book?
I sighed, rubbing my face. I was exhausted and craving for rest but most especially, I was craving for her.
As soon as my car arrived and I stepped into the house, my wolf became on alert. I sniffed the air, basking in the sugary scent of my mate’s heat. She smelt like coconut candy and warm coo