Moon Touched
The rest shifted back and began giggling, then out right laughing like hyenas at our big bad Alpha running around the clearing chased by what looked to be our tiny little Luna in an oversized white long-sleeved shirt, arms flailing around, and making some awful noise from her throat.
Alpha is screaming his head off. Repeating don’t kill me. I didn’t mean to kill you. I wanted you as my chosen mate. Why have you come back to haunt me? Is my fated coming back also? Please don’t kill me. Meanwhile, she keeps chasing him around. Every time he gets close enough to the tree line to escape, she picks up her speed and chases him back. She sounds like she is trying to say something while moaning. How