MATED TO A HUNTER
ARTHUR
I lay on the grass staring at the sky, soon the moon would rise and I'd have to go through the curse, it hurts a lot having to go through it every fullmoon, its a curse by moongoddess, any alpha who doesn't find his mate in prime age has to wolf out unable to control his wolf and go through the hard time of our first shift relieving the memory continually while shifting,
I feel the wind cease blowing for a while and my senses tense up for a while, I stay still not budging thinking quick if the best self defense posture, I tweak my ears a little hoping to catch movements of feets or the slightest firm of breathing but nothing comes up
"Stop being cute little one, you've got things
Bab Populer