His cursed Luna
End of the flashback
Again, I started creating a picture of the environment that surrounds me; it was beautiful, elegant, and magnificent – not until the fire started eating the surrounding beauty.
The fire was set from nowhere, as I started hearing screams and shouts from the pack members.
I started to cover my ears with my hand, but the screams got stronger than before. Instead of peace, I started feeling the pain of everyone around me.
Then I saw him, my mate. He was dead. My girls and Keyla.
In front of me stands Agatha, Chris, Aurore, and both my parents.
They all started chanting in unison.
Par la lune et par la Nuit, Que la maudite perde sa vie … (By the moon, by the night the cursed
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