The Luna He Can’t Have
Talis’s POV
The farmhouse shakes with the howls of Glynn’s pack, their snarls clawing at my nerves as I grip Dayne’s hand, the mate bonds a lifeline in the chaos. Savannah’s betrayal of her text to Glynn, pinpointing my injury burns in my chest, but her tear-streaked face, pleading about her son, twists something inside me. My side throbs, blood seeping through the bandage, but my wolf surges, silver-blue eyes blazing, ready to fight, to prove I’m more than Glynn’s lies.
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