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A grumpy human
Walker's POV I am proud as I see how the pack cheers on Paris and me. She looks so graceful on the back of the white horse and looks like a Queen of old. My mate is beautiful, and her hair looks like the stars in the night sky. It was the first time I noticed that her hair had changed. It had become lighter and was now almost shining white. It looks nearly the same color as that of Daylight, the horse she is riding. I look at my reflection in the window of the packhouse and am surprised to see that my hair is also darker, almost the same color as Midnight's, my horse. I wonder why our hair has changed, and I know she will no longer look like her twin. She is stronger, and I think it has something to do with the Moon Goddess blessing us to become King and Queen of the werewolves. "The Qu
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