MATED TO MY POSSESSIVE BULLIES: THE ALPHA TRIPLETS
My chest burned with self hatred, and I sobbed away into the darkness, but a hand tenderly touched my shoulder.
“Don’t blame yourself child, I’m here now.”
I turned to see the most beautiful woman ever and there was only one explanation for her.
She was the moon goddess.
The moon goddess was a heavenly being unlike any I had ever seen. Her presence was radiant, filling the dark void with a soft, ethereal light. Her long, flowing hair shimmered like the stars on a clear night, and her piercing white eyes sparkled with a gentle, loving warmth.
Her skin was as smooth and shining, and her features were delicate yet strong, like the petals of a flower.