Another Third Party's POV
“No, no, no!”
Not in this pack! I hate Silver Bow. And sluts!
Moon Goddess, why do you hate me so? I deserve much better than this. Nope. Not me!
I back away, further from the she-wolf who is staring at me. There is a pained expression on her face now, she senses my rejection. Her mouth hangs half-open as if she wants to say something to me but is afraid to do so. There is tension between us, the others around us disappear into thin air if we continue to stare at each other with contrasting facial expressions.
What was the Moon Goddess thinking when she decided to pair me up with this b***h? Her scent is so mixed up, lots of men had their way with her, she was anything but pure. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole pack had a hit on her. And now I, a high ran
