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Rafe immediately held up his hand for me to stop, “First of all, who ever came up with calling us the creations?” shrugging I smirked, “I don’t know, I always figured you guys did,” He rolled his eyes as he shook his head, “We would never refer to ourselves as the creations, that’s so cheesy,” He replied, and gave a laugh, “Okay, well as cheesy as it sounds, that’s what you’re called here on earth. So what are you actually called then?” “Hrooar,” He replied, and my brows immediately furrowed,

“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Alpha and Luna of the Crystal River Pack, Alpha Wyatt and Alpha Celeste.” Teuf finally made a sound from where he lay curled up just a foot away from the couple. He lifted his head, looked at the priestess and gave a small whimper. “No. I did not,” The priestess said to Teuf before rolling her eyes and looking out to the crowd. “And Teuf. Is that better?” she asked the dog who made another small sound and then laid his head back down. “Diva. I just wasn’t going to mention you,” she grumbled quietly.

"There are two goddesses of the moon, Altamira and Lunar. Lunar is the head of the moon, and she birthed the Lunar Crest." "That's how we got the name?" "Yes," Adrian answered. "Crest, I don't know about that one." Phoebe stood up and walked towards them. "Maybe it's her nickname or something." "It's not possible." Trevor said. "I will have to ask my grandfather about it." Tristan smiled at Luna. "My grandfather seems to know a lot about Lunar Crest." "I don't know what you both are doing in our ride. You belong to another pack, Cruter Toon."

It takes the time it takes. She wrote: the Crest Pack is different than it was six months ago. Different is the only word precise enough. Not fixed. Not healed. Different. The specific difference of a place that is becoming what it was supposed to be at a pace that the becoming requires. She wrote: Tev arrived three weeks ago.

"Have you ever heard of a man named 'Paurush'?" Luna glanced at him, narrowed eyes. "No, I haven't." Creed shook his head, rubbing his chin. "Is he someone related to you?" "Dievi Krita Zem Eldr," Luna chanted some strange words and asked. "Ever heard of this phrase before?" "No, Maam... I don't understand what that means either!" Luna glanced at him for an extended moment, the eye contact flustered Creed. Her focused gaze told him that she was seeking something. Creed found himself stuck in an awkward moment.

“Is she claiming she is not my Luna… but disrespect is throwing her in the dungeon without any offense. And I wish to ask…” Kael’s head tilted toward Alpha Eric Crest. “How many times does one drive into your pack with servants, a black Maybach, and dressed in millions?” Eric Crest opened his mouth, but no words came out. “Even if she was an impostor… she went to greater lengths, and such cannot be faked.” A cold silence fell over the arena. Alpha Eric Crest’s fists folded, his jaw tightened, and he swallowed a bitter lump. “We are sorry… Luna,” he muttered.

asked, changing back to a straight face. “Why not it all seemed unbelievable so I should doubt it shouldn’t I?” I replied, trying to make my resolve seem unbelievable. He cherished respect and power more than anything and would do anything to showcase it, that was what I thought and it all turned out to be true, he suddenly threw fireballs from his hands, although I haven’t seen that move before I wasn’t shocked to see that he did it, it was expected from someone like him, he had showcased his top speed as a werewolf the first time we encountered but this was the first time I was seeing the other part of his powers. As expected by the corny man with so much power. “ are more than you think,

This young man, who I initially believed to be lonely, actually has a lot of smiles. "Lady Solstice of the Lafera household, I'm Auster Crese, and I know you might be startled, but I've been after you for quite a while now and I have some important words to say.”

"And I won't have to worry about waiting for you to come back from the scary sea. You know, I will always be afraid if you never show up at our door again. I would be afraid that the sea had swallowed you up. And I will never see those beautiful blue eyes again. In accordance with Adrianne's wishes, Cresta grew a garden full of ripe grapes, then a coffee plantation, an olive grove, a spice garden and so on. They became wealthy from the sale of fruit and spices. "So that is why this Carloreal produces the most livestock." Anna thought. Young Cresta also built thousands of wooden houses for the people to live in. The villagers made him their king and queen. "This area should be named, my king.

Carrie As we strolled toward the training ground, I asked Alexei, "How's Crestville?" Alexei walked beside me, lost in thought, and replied, "It seems like news about Crestville has reached even the most isolated wolf packs in the eastern region. I never expected us to become so well-known." I grinned, saying, "Who would've thought your little project would become this big?" "Yeah, it's surprising," Alexei admitted, running his hands through his hair. "Last week, a group of seven wolves came to Crestville. They'd been searching for us for days after one of my men found them. They were hungry, tired, and weak."