Alpha Dalton
It was bare, bathing everything underneath in a silver light, caressing my skin softly, whispering in my heart that I would be okay, that everything would be okay.
Yet, I had to fight the urge to howl at the moon, to pour out my distress.
In the old times, werewolves would get married under the moonlight, in front of the Moon Goddess to be blessed with her blessings.
But, ever since the Moon Goddess has left us it’s been ten years, a powerful group called the Moon Howlers had taken over the Moon Goddess’s place and has been assigning everyone's mate.
And, I am betrothed to the man standing next to me, Beta Marcus.
Bab Populer