Diana & Anastasia

‘That mysterious necklace is missing? How? Did Diana take it? Is that why she knows it?’

Anastasia’s mind was in turmoil. Biting her fingernail, not minding the blood oozing from her or how the nearest wolves were looking at her, her eyes darted to the darkness that surrounded the clearing. She wanted to pinpoint the direction where Diana was hiding, yet Diana’s voice was everywhere!

“Anastasia, go and take five deltas with you. Go back to the safety of the pack house. Your Luna is waiting for you there,” said Alpha Nathan. He looked back at her, eyes filled with urgency and anger to plummet down the beta he deemed as nothing but a pup.

For Alpha Nathan, only the maniacal Blood Alpha was worth being wary of.

For a split second, Anastasia looked back at the cabin.

Biting the inside of her cheeks until she could feel the tangy taste of blood seeping down her throat, Anastasia could only clench her fists until her knuckles turned white. Forcing a smile on her face, she politely spoke.

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