Claimed by the Straight Alpha
“Power of the Moongoddess, immortal essence… fertile. Divine. And yet… tethered. So tempting, so… defiant. He is mine, and I will claim him.”
Ester’s roar split the air, white light flaring from his body like silver lightning. Threads of divine energy spiraled outward, slamming into Zane’s forces. The scouts faltered, their attacks misfiring, bodies thrown back by the divine force of the immortal white wolf. I pressed against him, wolf coiling, teeth grazing, lips tethering, claiming, and I felt the pull of his essence—a raw, unstoppable tide of immortality, divine power, and life-force energy.