The stolen lycan princess
London lovewerewolves going crazy over mei am his wolfless lunawolf within me
*River*
The sun hangs low in the sky, its warm glow filtering through the canopy of trees that line our path. Aloria walks beside me, her vibrant presence illuminating the trail like the sun itself. I can feel the excitement radiating off her, the thrill of returning to our pack swirling around us like the gentle breeze rustling the leaves. But beneath that excitement lies a shared melancholy, a bittersweet reminder of the family we leave behind, if only for a little while.
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