Luna's Mystical Mate
I love to be alone anytime am in great pain or anger.
“I’m sorry my Luna,” I thought I got the voice wrong, but no, I wasn’t. It was Leslie speaking to me again. My anger rose like a cowboy running the contested race, and I wished I knew how to stop his voice from coming when he speaks once more, “Not my fault my Luna, it was because you are my mate. I can’t wait to introduce you to my father, who was also my Alpha.”
His words confused me, what did he mean by the word luna, mate, and Alpha, what is wrong with this guy, what is wrong with me?
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