Reclaiming The Rejected Luna’s Heart
I grabbed my jacket from the back of my chair and walked towards the door.
As I walked up the big steps of the pack house, I heard the loud engines of Sirius' cars. Black SUVs, a typical choice for a visiting leader, stopped on the driveway in front of the house.
The dark windows sparkled in the late afternoon sun, and after a moment, the doors opened at the same time. Men in suits got out - Sirius' second-in-command, some bodyguards, and finally, the one person who stood up straight, giving off a powerful presence as a leader.
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