Marked for Betrayal
Just as I was about to drift back into slumber, the haunting howl rose again—louder, more urgent this time, like a phantom screaming for salvation.
“Will you turn off that moon alarm for me, please? It's disrupting my rest."
I opened my eyes to see Chito beside my bed, his fur-flecked hair in a wild disarray, his eyes bloodshot and heavy from lack of sleep.
Sympathy surged through me. My beta brother clearly hadn’t slept since his last shift, and I was only making things worse. I reached across and turned off the lunar phase tracker on my nightstand.
“Sorry, little wolf. I thought I was lost in the dreamlands.” My voice was softer now, almost apologetic. “Get some rest before the moon rises
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