Monkshood - One With The Wolf
She studied the image, how the images of the sun and moon intertwined and embraced two wolves howling at one another.
He ran a russet-colored hand through his wavy brown hair, his purple eyes standing out against the color of his skin. He, too, was tall, towering over the small brunette beside him, who, despite desperate attempts on Alexa’s part, still refused to meet her gaze. She simply sat quietly beside the purple-eyed man, a frown on her face.
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