A Luna's Strength
Hearing a tinkling laugh, I turned to see a group of women who had tried their luck with me and Colt back in high school. One of them, a busty woman with dark blond hair and light brown eyes, seemed frozen in time, showing no signs of growing past her teenage self. She sauntered forward, a sly smile on her face. “Colt, it’s so nice to have you home again. Maybe we can pick up where we left off before you moved away,” she purred. Her gaze shifted to me, her tone turning bold. “Neil, if you ever need... real release, you know where to find me.” “Hey, everyone! Mira’s advertising!” Colt called out, loud enough for the gathered crowd to hear. His words drew riotous laughter from several Mated pairs nearby. Turning back to her, his expression darkened. “I have a woman, and it’s not you,” he s
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