Under the Blue Moon
Sam offered me a sheepish smile before responding, “I’m not old enough to be a Hunter yet. I’m only seventeen. Though in a couple of months I’ll be old enough.”
“I see,” I let out. My gaze glanced over to Ken thoughtfully. He was older than Rem, though I doubted it was by too much. A couple of years, maybe? At a guess, Ken was in his early twenties? Though not any older than his late twenties. I wasn’t usually one to meddle in the affairs of love, because, for werewolves, we have a destined mate. But it would be different for these two.
Rem’s hand squeezed mine as he rolled his eyes at my thoughts. He said nothing, not wanting to give away our ability to mind-link with one another. However,
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