Bonded To The Alpha God of War
Princess Wright the pregnant luna rejected her alphathe infertile luna's revenge and the alpha's regretsalpha's regret after his pregnant luna leftthe alphas craved her love when she stopped caring them
At their head was the Alpha, his eyes glowing blue, his stance like a god of war.
The first clash shook the field. Steel against steel, claws against flesh, the screams of the dying wanderers piercing through the rain.
Metals screamed as they struck, swords shattering, shields breaking. The wanderers fought savagely, driven by desperation and rage, but the healer could see they were no match.
They fought but desperation was not enough. They were broken men and women, lost souls forged from scraps of survival. The Blue Moon Pack, however, fought like divinities, their strength united, their bloodlines divine.