"You are the Moon Wolf…? That's impossible. The Moon Wolf is meant to have glowing, snow-white fur and moon-like eyes," one of the men in the front row said, shaking his head as his hand hovered near his belt.
No one in the crowded room was going to believe that Faye happened to be the legendary wolf they had been following even before they were born.
Faye had standard brown hair falling over her shoulders, and her eyes didn't look anything like the holy description they had been given by their ancestors.
Faye, on the other hand, wasn't ready for any of their drama.
"I am not doing this with you guys. No fucking denial and acceptance… I'm not. I just want him, and you all can continue whatever you're doing," Faye said, pointing her index finger straight at Don's pale face. Her friends stood firmly behind her back, watching the crowd.
