Seconds later I heard a crunching noise. I turned my head to see a large gray wolf approaching me with glowing amber eyes. He had an all too familiar scent, it was Theo. He approached me with his head bowing down. His voice suddenly appeared in my head.
“You. You’re a Blood Moon wolf. You’re the Blood Moon Heiress Samara. You come from a royal bloodline. You’re the last of your kind. They were thought to be wiped out completely many years ago. I can’t believe I’m so lucky to be in your presence.”
I stepped toward him, my wolf nuzzling his.
“I’m just Samara, Theo. No need to bow.”
“You don’t understand Samara, your kind have intense capabilities beyond most other wolves. I’m lucky to have you as my fated one.” He whimpered in my head.
I knew there were secrets of my past, but royal blo
