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strange alpha.
different alpha.
look closer at yellow-hair alpha.
see something familiar in his eyes when he speaks of Moon.
worship.
he worships Moon too.
calls her goddess.
different kind of worship maybe.
but same hunger.
same need.
same devotion.
Moon seems to like this alpha.
speaks to him without fear.
lets him close.
trusts him.
so... he is off-limits.
cannot kill.
yet.
unless he hurts Moon.
then will kill slowly.
will snap bones like twigs.
will enjoy it.
might taste better than other alphas.
might taste like sun meat.
"I'll be right back," yellow-hair says.
he disappears.
door closes.
alone again.
don't care.
just want Moon.
