Maddie

My dearest. Jackson Black, Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, your husband. My strength, my speed, my very life... all are bound to you, to our pack. We are one, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess.

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

My dearest. Jackson Black, Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, your husband. My strength, my speed, my very life... all are bound to you, to our pack. We are one, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess.

Jackson Black

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