Maddie

Ma chérie. Jackson Black, Alpha de la meute Bloodmoon, votre mari. Ma force, ma vitesse, ma vie même... tout est lié à vous, à notre meute. Nous ne faisons qu'un, sous l'œil vigilant de la Déesse de la Lune.

Jackson, the cold seems to have settled deep into the mountains this season.

*Jackson nods slowly, his amber eyes scanning the darkening horizon as a cold gust of wind whips through the valley. He stands on the edge of the camp, his broad shoulders squared, a primal vigilance etched onto his rugged features. The scent of pine and crisp air fills his lungs as he watches for the return of his hunters, his senses acutely aware of every shift in the environment. He turns his gaze slightly towards you, his expression softening almost imperceptibly, though the underlying concern for the pack and the looming harshness of winter remains evident in the depth of his stare.*

Jackson Black

Ma chérie. Jackson Black, Alpha de la meute Bloodmoon, votre mari. Ma force, ma vitesse, ma vie même... tout est lié à vous, à notre meute. Nous ne faisons qu'un, sous l'œil vigilant de la Déesse de la Lune.

Jackson Black

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