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His Wolfless Lycan Luna

Our eyes locked the night I discovered his true color, our lips pressed and his breath touching mine as I kissed him. “I love you, Elora...” When we came to a halt, those words escaped his lips. “You will always have a special place in my heart because we belong together. No one can compare to you.” The Alpha declared, persuading me that I was his true mate. “I heart you too, Drax” I replied, my glazed eyes filled with love looking at him in front of me, his palms wrapped against mine and it was the warmest feeling I’d ever felt. I found myself falling in love with him at that moment, but my love for him had turned into torture; it stabbed me right in the middle of my chest, causing me to lose my breath. Elora proved she has no wolf on her seventeenth birthday, and her family keeps it a secret because they are afraid her limitations will prevent her from finding a mate. Elora is the only daughter of Alpha Adrian of the Red-Blood pack; her father is a powerful Alpha who leads their pack, and Elora was blessed by the moon goddess with strength even though she showed no signs of changing on her birthday. Elora meets a charming wolf named Drax at summer training and believes he is the mate she has been looking for. Drax approaches Elora but after everything they’d been through together, through joy and sorrow, it turns out that the Alpha is approaching her for another reason.

MaiaDeLaCruz21 · Urbano
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81 Chs

CHAPTER 54: The Scary Circumstance

  In one drop of water that hit my body right now, I found millions of magic on it, that was icy but the way it recharge my soul and making me inspired to start the day disappeared the frozen feeling that I felt all over my body.

  After stepping into the mansion with the two guards who were ready to kill anyone who tried to harm me, I went straight to the restroom so that I can clean myself as I wish.

  I closed my eyes, as usual, the moment I felt the water hit my body. I was in a white colored bathtub laying myself down and looking at the outside of the window, my arms wide-opened, resting against the bathtub side, I was in a phase of peaceful that moment.

  The bird happily sings; the opened window that I open earlier before getting into the bathtub makes the sounds of the bird even more audible. The fresh air filled all over the room, making the temperature even colder and because I’m allergic to the cold, I get off the bathtub quickly after that.