Contract Luna
While I waited for Felix to return with the truck, the female started to stir.
Lifting her small body up, I placed her on my lap and brushed her blood matted hair from her face. Her face was swollen and bruised, but I could see she was pretty. Slowly her eyes opened and look up at me, with the bluest eyes I have ever seen.
“Just let me die.” She whispered.
“Sorry, no can do.” I told her.
“Who are you?”
“I am Alpha Tatum Gunner of Black Fang.”
“Why are you here?” She groaned, attempting to sit up on her own.