Moonlit Secrets
It was a promise made not by blood or tradition, but by love, given freely and fully.
Xander cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing away the tear she hadn’t realized had fallen. Slowly, he leaned in, and their lips met—not in haste, not in secrecy, but as a declaration of love, of unity, of a bond that neither of them had ever truly expected but both had longed for. The pack around them watched, breathless, until they could hold back no longer. A gasp rang out, followed by a howl—a deep, joyous, wild sound that rose to the moon as the pack echoed their unity.
The kiss broke, but Xander rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling. “No more hiding,” he whispered, voice s
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