Bite of the False Moon
By @john1208
I always knew Borzali was a coward, but formally rejecting me while I was bleeding out on a freezing cot from the Wasting? That’s a new low. Apparently, a wolfless defect like me was holding him back from his shiny new Beta bride, and he thought severing our bond would put me out of my misery faster. He was wrong. The moment the bond snapped, the Moon Goddess herself stepped into my fading consciousness. It turns out, I misunderstood the rules of our brutal society my entire life. I wasn't wolfless. My mortal body was just starving because it was meant to hold divine lunar fire - a power that finally ignited the second Borzali’s pathetic claim vanished. Now, I’m glowing, armed with a snarky void-badger named Gristle, and staring down Varnok: Borzali’s terrifying, exiled older brother who has harbored a quiet, tragic devotion for me for years. We are the true fated mates. But when a horde of marrow-fiends descends on the pack that left me to die, Borzali comes crawling back, begging for my new power. Will I save the ex who signed my death warrant, or let his pack burn?
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