"Mommy!"
Someone called me, of course, my son. He is already 7 years old.
"Mommy....I learnt about mate bond today at school!"
I nod my head, smiling to him. I pat his head. My son is such a good boy.
"Mommy...where is your mate?"
I am not shocked when he asked me that.
"My mate is your dad, sweetie. He is in the heaven,"
"Ouhhh... Let's go to daddy!"
I shake my head.
"Your daddy is resting there. He wants to rest,"
I said and tears falling down my face. I am hurt.
"When will daddy come back?"
"We will go to him soon, son. One day...by fate,"
I am a Luna. A Luna in a pack without an Alpha. No matter what...... I will still remember one of his word that can make me melt everytime...
I am owned by him.
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Owned
WerewolfI am tired. With everything. Can I please just live my life with granny and be with her until I get as old as her? Mate. Mate. Mate. I WANT ONE, I am not gonna lie. But sometimes, I need to accept the reality. THAT I AM NOT OWNED.
