The morning came, and the moon has now rested at the foot of the horizon, making way for the golden strobes of sunlight. Most of the Virgo wolves have spent overnight trying to be awake, prayers up to the moon goddess, fingers crossed that no one would come and attack them. Even when there’s one, the men at the front door of the roundhouse would be tasked to protect them… and the women and children knew they’re safe. Alora blended in with the crowd easily, hyper aware of the stares she gets from the women from Eva’s group. She could tell them apart from the rest. They’re the only ones who don’t have a child or a baby cradled on their arms. They’re the single ones, the ones not yet burdened by the role of motherhood. By the break of dawn, Brayden came back to check on her. He sat beside her and talked in whispers so as not to attract any attention from others. However, it didn’t work pretty well. He’s Brayden Lucas, the Great Beta of the Red Blood pack, it would be impossible to tak
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