Facing the Iron Moon

Cassia Rowe

As we approached the pack’s territory, I felt fear and determination rushing through my veins. The imposing gates of the Iron Moon Pack loomed ahead, a reminder of my past. But I squared my shoulders and held my head high. This was not the time for fear. As the guards checked our IDs and all,.

“Alpha Malachi Trent.” One of the guards bowed his head to Malachi, who simply nodded at him,