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I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.

She then proceeded to turn around and face Luna Charlotte, exposing her breasts and her vagina lips, while she wore her robe. She purposely lifted one of her legs on top of the bed for support, fully exposing her clit, her inner labia and all the most intimate parts of her vagina. While she struggled to dress up. ‘Why is she doing all of these?’ Charlotte thought inside of her. ‘What is she hoping to achieve?’ Luna Charlotte ignored her. She saw Zoey as a little confused child that had probably had so much trauma built inside of her. So she paid her no mind. Charlotte stood inside the room, watching Zoey as she finished dressing. The young omega was nervous, her hands trembling slightly as s

✿MOANA✿ I was sprawled across my bed, phone in hand, staring at the group chat that had been blowing up for the last twenty minutes. Lalissa: Girl I'm still recovering from last night Octavia: DETAILS NOW Lalissa: some random dude from the science department or whatever l don't remember, but I remember he was fine and with tattoos. Best. Fuck. Of. My. Life. Octavia: You bitch… Lalissa: I'm not even joking. That dude knew EXACTLY what he was doing. I think I saw angels

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.

Just a lone one looking for shelter. I pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, letting mine shine with a mix of pain and hope. “I’m sorry for ambushing you like this, Luna. It’s just... I miss my mom so much it hurts. And seeing you – I couldn’t help it. Maybe now… maybe I’ll have a mom again.” That did it. Her expression softened completely. A small, genuine smile formed on her lips, and I saw the warmth bloom in her eyes. The Alpha stepped closer, arms crossed now, standing protectively beside her. He cleared his throat.