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Thirty-Six

Mykel’s POV

The day was quick to pass and soon the moon had blessed the sky with her arrival. The moon graced the sky as if she'd had some bright new idea, something brilliant needed to shine upon the Earth. The perfect full moon, brighter than the last as if knowing we would need her to bless our prayers. Every day we prayed the moon goddess would bless us with another for no one knew which day would be their last. It held a kind of irony to it for Dante’s true intention was that should he not make it out of the upcoming war that his pack wouldn’t suffer, that they would recognise me as their new Alpha. The unknown hung over everyone whether they chose to believe it or not. Those that didn’t some would say were in denial, were others lived life to the full just in case the next day was their last. We would hug and kiss our loved ones, spoil our children and make time for friends not knowing if it was going to be the last time we saw them. With all the pack wars and lives lost it was
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