THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA
“How about you all go wash your hands, and I’ll take you to the kitchen for cookies?”
Jade giggled, her light brown hair matching and her green eyes sparkling like her mom’s. She was undeniably striking, beautiful in a way that made everyone around her melt. Jade was six, Jay a year older, and Liam, the oldest at nine, was an orphaned wolf Gahn had found scrawny and trembling at the edge of the estate one day.
Dahlia wandered through the dark forest, the quiet easing her nerves. She was working up the courage to tell Gahn she wanted another child.
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