One Luna, Four Alphas
The second one was musky, earthly and woodsy, the third one smells like the salty, breezy scent of the sea and the last one was smelt like the light smell of rainwater as it makes contact with dry earth.
The scents were very tantalizing and I suddenly felt heat from my body before a whisper escaped from my mouth.
"Mate."
Four throatal sound rang almost at the same time and I raised my head in shock when I heard the word, "Mates"
What was happening?
...
LUCAS.
We've been laying low and keeping a low profile for seven years, accumulating our strength and training warriors for the fight against the white moon pack.
This time, we proposed a truce to the white moon pack and they accepted it.