The Broken Luna's Ruthless Silver Revenge

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, my fingers carefully pruning away any sign of decay. They were a symbol, I suppos

myself, the scent of the blossoms a clean, crisp perfume i

er scent cu

t smell of jasmine I didn't recognize. It was wrapped around a scent I knew

o his familiar, earthy warmth. It was wrong. A violation. My st

urnful howl in the back of my mind. A

r, stood with his back to me, his broad shoulders blocking most of the view. But it was enough. He was holding a woman

h tenderness, was stroking her back in slow, soothing circles. It was a gestur

ips as she pressed her face against his chest. She was claiming my space

riggered a ghost of a pain, a dull throb deep in my belly from an old wound, a silver

me to charge, to rip the she-wolf away from him, to tear that smug look from her face. B

the manicured lawn. Each step felt like walking on shattered

ck of the latch echoing the final snap of my heartstrings. I leaned against the wood, my legs

side, her face etched with concern. She held out a cup

e look in my eyes must have told her everything because s

r war. I walked to my desk, my movements stiff and deliberate, and picked up the pac

e. High-potency energy supplements, rare healing herbs from the Silvermoon territories, nutrient-dens

lips. I was funding his strength, and

controls. My Luna privileges gave me access. I found the line item f

sure you wish to cut off A-Level resour

t hesitate. I p

ck's financial officer. Freeze all discretionary funds draw

n shock, but she nodde

day of dealing with pack business, he relied on those resources

mons. He would have to lea

ngry orange. My heart was a cold, dead thing in my chest. This marriage

ind, her voice no longer wounded, but fille

eremonies. It was cold and heavy, a suit of armor. As I shed my simple day dress and sli

h an authority I hadn't used in years. "Pr

She knew what that meant. A pain wors

ified gaze in the mirror, my own eyes like chi