The One He Saved
“So, the Lunas, and there are a lot of us in these packs, wanted to talk with you, to assure you that things in these packs are very different than what you’ve experienced before.”
“You don’t know what I experienced before,” I tell her.
“True, or mostly true. You were a Luna, which most likely means that you were claimed publicly. You ran from your mate and you have a newborn. So, either your mate was cruel to you, or you were worried about how he’d treat your pup, probably both. Am I close?” she asks.
I frown and nod.