Blackthorn still smelled it in her dreams. The war between the moonstone Pack and the Silverfangs had ended when she was only a child,
rs while trying to protect Luna. That memory was Luna's fire. Hatred
was sharp-tongued, fearless, and quick with her claws. If the Alpha of her pack, her
the gnawing pull inside her. It had begun a few weeks ago, a strange restlessness under h
uard, leaned against the post. His golden eyes scanned the forest b
t to admit she couldn't rest. Sleep only brought nigh
then sighed. "One day, Luna, y
humor. "Better to bu
moon Pack could not afford weakness. Not when the Silverfan
ng awaited moment for her was just a time burn the silverf
le Alderic well we stayed all night but to no avail. Luna my dear I love you but you have to take every step with courtesy, I wouldn't want anything bad t
but I promise to take revenge, I promise to