At the end of the day, when the stars were already drawing in the sky, I could connect with the wolves of the Gamas and Omegas, who were part of the secret community of Bruma. They were descendants of men and women who knew Bruma when she was a young woman my age. By that time, the Goddess called her to serve as the Luna of her pack.
“They did not live through that conflictive period as their grandparents did, even great-grandparents in some cases, when this was still a virgin territory and none of the current packs inhabited this region,” Bruma told me after serving me a cup of hot chocolate, while we waited for Ethan and Aly to return, seated in the hotel-lair's lounge.
“Their lives have always been peaceful; they are unaware of the turmoil and increasingly chaotic life looming nearby.
