Running With His Heir
How hard I prayed to the Moon Goddess to give me a miracle, one that would suddenly give me my wolf so my brother wouldn’t have to fight alone.
Everything had happened so fast after that. One minute there were growls here and there, and then the next thing I know, there was a loud and painful whimper that shook the trees amongst the area.
And then there he was.
My older brother, Vincent, lying on the ground naked after being too weak to stay in his wolf form.
“Run, Vik, run back to mom and dad…” He said with his last breath.
I begged for him to wake up, to open his eyes, but nothing happened. I knew he told me to run, but I just couldn’t leave him.
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