Luna’s Second Chance
Writer Bushrejected by my alpha materejected but claimed by her four alphas
However, one picture slipped through my fingers and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces upon impact.
“Shit,” I muttered.
I picked up the remnants of the shattered photo frame, my fingers trembling as I turned the picture around to see who was in it.
And then I saw them—Phil and Lucy. It stole my breath—it clutched my heart and made it ache.
Lucy's smile was soft, and her eyes glowed with a gentleness that seemed familiar, yet distant. She wore a yellow gown that flowed delicately around her knees, her hair cascading freely around her shoulders in soft waves. She looked straight at the camera—so confident, so radiant. While Phil's arms were wrapped around her waist protectively, intima
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