Act 3 - Choices
Wide eyed werewolves stood rooted to the ground in the ballroom as the Delta female drew her last breath. Minutes later, our Delta and his daughters dashed into the ballroom, shoving everyone out of their way and right behind them was the familiar silhouette of our Alpha. “No!! My Coral, my mate, my heart!” “Mum! Mum!” Heart wrenching wails echoed in the ballroom and I had to look away before my own emotions overflowed. She wasn’t a good person. She would have left you to die on the punishment block. Heather’s mind-link reminded me of the fate that I had narrowly missed but I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t shaken. I was grateful to Luna Rosalee for saving my life, and I was even more grateful
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