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Chapter 6 Moonray Pack

Word Count: 1193    |    Released on: 15/07/2025

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e past three days as I had to immediately prepare to depart for Aar

ith me the previous night. "Be read

me off, aren

Anna, the only one who truly did, ca

d not want me to get too comfortable at the Moonray pack and s

guest homes to rest in between the journey. I could barely stomach anything as my body

kept asking, would things be different now th

as s

th every step I take. The corset bites into my ribs, forcing my posture into something regal. Layers of satin and

se to frame my face, brushing my cheekbones and neck like whispers. It looked elegant, delicate, even, but I could feel ev

a lady so I could be just as fashionable, but i

or was it the burden on my shou

nray pack borders!" The Coachman

emdal," I sai

was a prisoner turned slave in sack clothing bound by chains to my wrists and legs as my people rained curses at my parents for failing to protect our pack, spitting at me and nudging

'd reach the Royal House of the pack. I di

d held its breath in respect for the grandeur. The pack house sat ahead of me, towering yet wide, sprawling like a resting glittering beast draped in silver-veined ivy. Its stone wa

ructure of the place. Glass domes crowned the towers, catching sunlight and scattering it

reath, realizing that I was subconsciously pinching the back of my neck. I was hurting Deva's body. I ha

togethe

s Deva!" The dign

hough his dark hair and eyes made his features sharp, he seemed more ge

my gloves as a gesture. "We are pleased

ou, Beta

idened wit

you know m

t is not hard to tell who you are; you are quite

n't, or chose to be humble. My eyes searched the dignitaries

enry noticed. What a mind-reader. "I'm sorr

the only one you care about? Anyone knows him not showing up shows my lack of importance without him mentionin

Lana and

roses and thorns that shifted as she moved. The sleeves flared at the ends, slit open from the elbows to show flashes of skin. Her velvet heels peeked from underneath the gown like she wanted them to show,

yone that she hated me already. She saw me as competition whether Aa

ike it was waiting for something more. And I s

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