When The Moon Hides Her Crown
POOJA RAObeing the lycan queen, claiming by the alphaan heir for the alpha; winning her love againrejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan kingrejected by my alpha wanted by the lycan king
Grace began softly, her voice carrying a strange weight:
“In a vast forest ruled only by wolves, there came a lone hare. The wolves had already hunted every other creature, dominating the land with teeth and claws. But this hare fragile, juicy, foolish enough to step into their territory, surely had only one fate.
The wolves lunged. The hare darted, not away, but straight between them. Snarls and howls filled the meadow as the wolves collided, snapping at each other in confusion. The hare vanished into the tall grass.