A warning she gave each of them and they knew. They ultimately knew just what title I beheld the crown I deliberately hid from them.
Luna. The queen of beasts.
They understood to whom exactly I was mated to at that moment for they saw the true essence of my wolf and me as we stood as one shielding our male. They instantly fled the room apprehension of me and Tadeas inundating them and I was left alone in the tranquil dimly lit room sitting upon shred bloody sheets with my blue-eyed male staring up at me full of curiosity. He still hadn't cried only gawked up at me and when he latched onto my nipple and fed from my bosom like he was starved we forged an imperishable bond that night a connection that would be strengthened with each year he matured before my eyes.
