Wolf Moon - Coming Soon

I'm weak, or so they think. I'm trapped, or so they want. What I really am? Not pack-bound.

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Pack is shelter, safety, life. For a shifter without a wolf-soul?

It's moon-damned hell.

My pack can't scent my wolf. They've never seen me shift.

Omega, they call me. Weakest wolf. The only rank able to breed without a fated mate.

Alpha Corneliu has life all figured out: breed the omega, have little monsters, ruin the pack.

I respectfully disagree.

He's waiting for me to show up at the mating ceremony. I'm waiting for the border patrol to change so I can run.

And run I do. Right into Hollow Forest pack's territory.

Their Alpha is far more dangerous than Corneliu can ever be.

He's dead set that I'm his fated mate.

But how can that be, when no one has seen a fated mates pair in half a millennia?