The Wolfless Luna
A rogue ambush, crudely hidden under leaves and branches.
And caught inside it—was her.
An injured wolf, bleeding and snarling, fighting to stay conscious.
The moment he saw her, everything stopped.
Mate.
His wolf, Kenzie, howled inside him like a beast unleashed. It wasn't just instinct. It was truth. Raw. Undeniable.
Kenzo lunged forward without thinking, tearing through the rogues and lifting her broken body into his arms. She was unconscious by the time they escaped, but even then—her scent, her energy—it consumed him.