As I ran at lightning speed, I bled from the rocks that scrapped the bottom of my feet. At the moment, the pain was unbearable, but I welcomed it. I rather had felt pain since I was no longer his mate, but his rejection. He said that I was too weak to be his Luna. He was wrong. +++ I was an Lycan wolf. Highest rank #40 in Werewolf Cover Credit: @GlueEater I'm His Not Yours.Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved. This work is registered and protected on www.copyrighted.com
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