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RUTH: A Tale Of Luna's Birth

[Completed] Side story is out now! The cries of a woman collide with the rock walls of the Longhurst's castle. Ralph Longhurst, a wealthy trader living rather practically ruling over an island situated miles away from Vincardine has his brows furrowed. Cordelia Longhurst, Ralph's wife, has not expected this special moment to turn out the way it has. She can feel the anger radiating out of her husband but the mother inside her is more worried about their daughter, who is going through labour pain. The baby that was supposed to lit the lights of happiness and joy, has made even the dark sky cry. Gerald Livingstone can hear his lovers' cries but his hands are tied. All he could do is pray for the safety of both mother and the baby. And then that historic moment came when the Luna of not only a werewolf pack but of the whole werewolf breed took her first breath on the earth. A human Luna, who is supposed to meet Edwin O'Dell- the leader of the werewolf breed, the Alpha of Alphas and fall in love with him. But not everyone is happy with the birth of this special baby girl. There are reasons, secrets and plans involved. Only time will tell what the girl has written in her destiny and how she is going to find the right path in her life. ***************** The cover of the book belongs to its rightful owner and I. do not own it. If the owner wants to take it down please contact me. Instagram:- @author_rutujap Discord:- https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42

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The caravan was moving at a steady and slow speed. Except for the light chattering, grunting of wheels and exhausted sighs of the animals, the surroundings were pretty silent.

The sun was at its peak of fury, throwing the canons of its heat bombs at mother earth. The barren land with no trace of green did little to defend against the king of light in the sky.

Sweat didn't only drip but drenched every person from head to toe. Theodora learned how to wear the headgear that the clan members wore. She asked for help from a woman riding on a horse with her brother.

Theodora made one for herself and one for Gerald. And yet it did nothing much to shield them from the sunlight. Her dress stuck to her back, her armpits were as wet as the ocean around Warthford Island.

Her eyes drooped on their own as she dozed off to sleep on Gerald's shoulder. He too found his eyes growing heavy. The more water he drank, the more he sweated.