His Fated Luna
But she, Aerona was not going to lose to a werewolf.
Grim finally showed himself, emerging from the woods in slow careful steps, and Aerona froze. With this six feet monster that was taller than her, covered with pitch black fur darker than the night itself, a little crescent moon on his forehead, and eyes the color of blood, how could she stay.
Forget better senses, she had lost the ability to even think, right now all her body recognized was the word, run.
She didn’t get very far, she didn’t get far at all. All it took was two step from her and she was pinned under Grim. He was growling and snapping at her, and she closed her eyes, wishing he’d just end it.
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