PROMISE OF THE ALPHA TO THE BLIND LUNA
Letting out a desperate growl, I gasped for air, trying to lift myself up.
“Get up, wolf! Shift!” the enraged wolf roared. “I can do this all day.”
“I don’t know how.” I whispered, feeling my head being yanked up by my fur. “Please… it hurts!”
“We’re just getting started, you disgusting creature,” Kemilly sneered with a laugh. “Why would the Alpha make me, his future Luna, waste time on something as insignificant as you?”
Oddly, the mention of “future Luna” hurt more than the physical wounds themselves. I growled at her threateningly, my anger flaring.
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