The Witch Luna
It’s emotional… It’s personal.
So cruel.
My head throbs, and my breath becomes painfully slow as my claws start elongating as if they have a mind of their own. I realized I was no longer in control. I watched from the back of my mind as Six took over fiercely, leaving me no choice. He cannot tolerate disrespect and betrayal, and I agree with him. He looked up to Nate for three long years, cared for, respected, and protected him, only to be ridiculed in this manner.
Six growls loudly like thunder, shaking the entire packhouse. We sprinted downstairs and out of the packhouse. Once we were out on the front porch, Six shifted fully in a fly and bolted into the forest.
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