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Episode 37
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2022-10-27 12:00:31*TW: Blood and Gore.*
☽☽☽MIKAEL'S POV☾☾☾
"How dirty..." I shake my head disappointedly. "You couldn't take me down without a gun? Too scared of getting beaten up like your companion here? On behalf of all creatures, I am mortified by your cowardice!"
"Shut the fuck up!" He waves the weapon at me, motioning my hands up. "Put your hands in the air and keep your mouth shut!" Two clicks signify the pistol being cocked, and I sigh tiredly. It appears that vampires are not perfect at taking hints. In fact, they are positively awful at it. From the ease with which his partner fell, shouldn't he have called for backup by now? I want the entire team—if there is one—assembled so I can take them down one by one.
"That wouldn't be any fun now, would it?" I answer without an ou
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Hello, lovelies!Thank you for reading to the end of The Luna’s Possessive Alpha. This is Book 1 of the TLPA Series. Book 2 is titled The Luna’s Broken Alpha, and will be made available on Goodnovel in the next few days. I sincerely appreciate all your support for Book 1, and I hope to see you all in Book 2!*Please read the blurb for The Luna’s Broken Alpha below:“To establish a balance in the supernatural realm, the two most powerful packs in North America formed a political alliance. This was achieved through the union of Princess Saskia and Alpha Mikael. However, the infection among the werewolf packs has only grown stronger since the ascension of the new Alpha. The supernatural world is currently on the brink of falling apart. War is closer than ever as corrupted werewolves escape the grasps of their vampire lords; chaos is bound to ensue.*Saskia accepted her fate in her new pack and was willing to do all that was needed of her as Luna until she had her title stripped away by
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