Alpha Ryu
I have never heard of a wolf that could speak and wasn’t a werewolf.
“Samantha… My name is Samantha.” I briefed her.
She shook her head as she stared at me. No compliment, no growl, no postural moves, just stares that penetrated my skin and made me feel uncomfortable.
“Samantha, daughter of Marianna and Harry of the Moon hound pack. Tons of royal blood churning in those capillaries, no sign of a wolf, weaker than an Omega but with the strength of a Beta. You almost had me tripping there, brave warrior.”
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