My name is Gemma and I'm the white wolf.

My life has been really, really shitty. 

At 3, the pack I stayed at was attacked, I lost my mother, was kidnapped and abused by some people. They asked me to reveal the identity of the white wolf. I was only 3 for goddess' sake! How was I supposed to know? After I was deemed useless to their search, I became their maid. I lost 12 years, 12 freaking years, to these people but I escaped. 

I had planned it for a long time and managed to get from America to England. I met my mate there. Alpha Conner Hughes. I love him. He helped me figure myself out and taught me about gifted wolves.

I'm a gifted wolf, scratch that, His Gifted Luna.

Everything was quiet for four years, four beautiful years, until fate just decided to just fuck with me and send me back to my old pack to deal with hunters. 

Secrets will be revealed, hardships will be overcome and hearts will be broken. I just hope i can get through it all with Conner by my side.

His Gifted Luna

Butterflies filled my stomach at the sight before me. Wolves of different race, size and gender, getting ready for war. This was... I have no words but something is going to go wrong. I feel it. Conner was giving orders to some other wolves. I had convinced him to let Luna Avery come with our group. Maybe the fates will twist things in our favour? I don't know. Bile rose from my stomach and I turned and vomited into a bush. 


Two warm hands landed on my back, making circular motions. "You're fine Gemma. Suck it up." Eve said in my ear. 


"Leave her alone. Let her process this. It's her first time going to war. Remember mine?" Caroline said from beside me. 


"Of course I do, how can I forget? You almost burnt the whole camp down." 


Chapter Thirty-five