The Luna Mistress
“Then lead me, Damian Blackthorn. Or get out of my way.”
Moon above — my wolf howls at the challenge in her voice. He wants to mark her. To bind her teeth to mine, her blood to mine, right here among the corpses.
I cage him down with every scrap of control I have left.
***
Behind us, Lira appears, sword slick with rogue blood. She takes in the bodies, then Alessia’s dagger, then my naked fury.
“Well,” she drawls. “Looks like our Luna has teeth after all.”
I shoot her a look sharp enough to silence the whole pack.
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