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Was it really a coincidence that werewolves met their mates at the exact perfect moment? Or were there spirits working behind them to make it possible? Cleopatra’s dream was to become the best moon saint on the moon. After being saved by the moon goddess, she’s always been enthusiastic about being the perfect one to live up to her idol’s expectations. She worked hard to graduate and become one. Nevertheless, when she finally got her degree and had her first mission, her life was turned upside down when she woke up in a body; The trap she triggered caused her to fall into a human body while spirits didn’t have one. Her situation makes it impossible to realize her dream since she doesn’t have access to the moon anymore; Cleopatra was married to a werewolf and didn’t even know that. He was sweet and caring sometimes, while the other times, he was threatening and bestial. However, she fell for him when she expected it the least and he was the same. “You don’t need to pray for me any longer… Because I have you now. May the fates of our lives be like the trees in the woods, always intertwined!” ****** If someone is in need of affordable covers, you can DM my friend here: https://web.facebook.com/ruther.sibag Ruther Vergara Sibag on Facebook.

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Chapter 62

When I saw Anais pair of hands and thought they weren't mine, I remembered the ones that belonged to me. There wasn't a lot of difference. Then a stray thought hit me; what's the point of trying to look like Anais? I didn't like her style. What if I change my whole appearance, looking like me? It would be good. I would be myself. At least, for a little bit.

I took in the ambience that installed between us and wiped my tears. "You don't have to be strong for a long time, you know. You can cry. I promise I won't tell anyone about it."

So much was said through his expressions alone; it had only been a matter of weeks since we knew of each other. Memories of me cursing him resurfaced in my mind, uneasiness, unsafety, the memory of being watched by the moon goddess while she didn't want to do anything to help me. She had the power and I know Elodie didn't want to tell me the truth. She was hiding something.