Once Upon a Full Moon
I’m sure the Omegas watch our every move, and there’s probably a list of our favourite foods in the kitchen.
In my wildest dreams, I never imagined this life for myself.
I lift my dome and dig my spoon into the lamb stew, one of my favourite dishes. Bowden grabs my wrist and shakes his head. “It’s poisoned,” he says through our mind link.
“What? How do you know?”
“I can smell the Belladonna.”
“But…no, it can’t be. Who would poison me?”
“We brought hundreds of unknown wolves to this castle. Warriors, witches, harem girls…any one of them could be hunters.”
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