Lucas couldn’t sleep a wink; he kept tossing and turning on the bed. With the moon shining brightly, he got off the bed and staggered to the window, praying to the moon goddess to watch over the dawn pack and his precious Luna.
By morning, Lucas was already prepared for the war. He was about to leave when Ava grabbed him by the hands.
“Not so fast,” Ava pulled him close to her.
“I’m sorry precious, I wasn’t thinking straight.”
“I know, love,” Ava whispered to Lucas while holding onto him like her life depended on it. Lucas hugged her so tight, placing her head on his chest.
He raised her face up and planted a kiss on her lips, deepening the kiss for a long while,
“I love you, my precious Luna”.
“I love you even more, my alpha,” Ava replied, and with that, Lucas strolled out to meet his men.
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