The Cursed Luna
All I see in his eyes is lust, and his goddamn tented pants from his dick, which I want nowhere near me.
"She's not yours either," he gasps, throwing a punch directly in my gut, which I take. "Omegas are for all to rut." He sweeps his gaze to Cara behind me.
"Wrong thing to say." My fingers around his neck squeeze tighter. He may be built like a tank, but I am convinced he's never experienced the number of battles I've endured or faced the monsters that live up in the North. The kind that rip your head off with one swipe for looking at them the wrong way. And yet Cage's father sent his only daughter to them in exchange for peace between their two packs. But I shake those thoughts away. They
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