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Moonlight, Victor Hugo

The moon was clear and played on the water.

Finally free and open the window to the breeze,

and the sultan observes: the sea breaking

over there and the black rocks embroidered with silver.

The vibrating guitar slips from her hand,

listen to the deaf echo of a dull noise:

perhaps a Turkish vessel, with its Tartar oars

from the beaches of Kos to the Greek shores?

Or are the cormorants with their slow dives

and with the wings beaded by the water just moved?

Or a ginn's up there blows the dull voice

and rocks from the tower does it fall into the sea?

Who near the menagerie dares to disturb the water?

Nor the black cormorant with the caressed wave;

neither the stones of the walls, nor the rhythmic sound

of a vessel trudging on the water with oars.

They are heavy sacks from which a lament comes.

It would be seen looking at the water that propels them

like a human form attempting a movement ...

The moon was clear and played on the water.

Epilogue will be inserted once I've reach the climax of my book..

Katnias Reann Michaels, has lived a life of torture, loss, death, and pain. A life she had never dreamed would be hers, but yet here she was.

After the attempted murder of her Alpha, her destined mate, she is convicted and sentenced to death by the council elders.

Only after her death she is greeted by the Goddess who informs her that it is not her time to go. She must go back and relive her life changing what had made her life end the way it had.

The only problem is that she doesn't know what had caused it. Armed with a gift from the goddess and her newfound look into the future she sets out to change the course of her life and all the lives of those she loves and the werewolf species itself.

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I grunted as I hit the ground, rocks and dirt burying themselves into my knees and palms.

The pain though, was nothing compared to what my heart felt as this moment.

"You sicken me, and now you will pay for your crimes." the guard growled behind me.

Antonio had once been my driver and escort when I visited other packs or families in our community. We had shared laughs and stories of our childhood. Now, he looked at me like I was a rogue.

The crowd around me cheered while some of them cursed me, even spit on me.

I could hear their anger through the pack link as they said horrid things to me.

"Traitor."

"Murderer."

"Selfish Bitch."

"Stupid Cunt."

That went on and on until a hush fell over them instantly.

I knew in that moment KY had taken his place at the podium.

I dared a peak up at him through the hairs that covered my face.

He stood there looking g