Bradford sat with Ashley and looked over her form. His thoughts divided between his best friend, his sister, the pack, his pups and his beautiful mate. He felt so strong in her presence. Their love awoke ancient gifts inside him. As he rose to aide the Lycans to maintain peace with the pack, Bradfords place among his father’s rule had cemented. Ashley was his perfect Luna. They moved like a pair of hands connected by the Moon Goddess painting a portrait of power and agape. As they took their afternoon stroll Ashley jumped up and caught a bird. “My Love?” Bradford questioned. “I believe this will give you some peace. It’s from Margaret.” Ashley purred as she handed the little slip from the ankle of the pigeon to her husband. “Margaret says she is off to be married to a prince! Apparently that father of hers did more than we thought. She said she will send word to us when she has arrived to her new kingdom.” Bradford rolled back up the scroll and made his way towards the pack house to
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