The Luna He Can’t Have
Author Julian adored by my ruthless alphamated to the beastly alphamated to the cold hearted alpharejecting my lycan mate
she shouts, human again, pulling me back as the wraith retreats, howling for its twin.
I shift back, blood streaming, grabbing her hand. “Trucks, now!”
We pile into the vehicles, engines roaring to life, tires kicking gravel as we speed north toward the mill. Talis beside me in the lead truck, her breath ragged, her hand on my thigh, the bond a lifeline. Luka follows Savannah and Regan, their headlights cutting the dark.
The wraiths’ howls chase us, closer, relentless, and I know this road to the mill is a gauntlet, Glynn’s trap snapping shut.
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