Alpha
Annieluna alpha wolf
"This pact binds you to us, Toran. Betray it, and you will die."
Toran chuckled. "I've never feared death."
"Then come to me," Luna commanded.
The crowd held their breath as Toran stepped into the circle, facing her. The air pulsed, the magic of the Blood Moon swirling between them.
Luna produced a ceremonial dagger, its blade black as obsidian, its edge gleaming with enchantments. Without hesitation, she dragged it across her palm, blood welling and shimmering silver.
Toran watched, then took the blade from her, slicing his own palm. His blood was dark, almost black, thick with power.
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