The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 353 Avery's POV "Bjorn, stop!" | ran across the lawn just in time for Bjorn to shift back into pup form and start rolling around in the grass, covering his coat with morning dew. "You shift back right this instant!" Bjorn whined, but obeyed. The boy sat in front of me again, his hair sticking up in all directions. His face fell when he saw the look on mine. "Mooom," he groaned. "What did | do this time?" "| told you no shifting." | planted my free hand, the one that wasn't holding my coffee, on my hip.

"You're still sick!" Sebastian jogged up to me with confusion written clearly across his face. He looked between the two of us. "I was keeping an eye on him," he said. "He's not too sick today. In fact, his form is clean and he shifts more easily than most kids with such young pups. Even faster than some adults I've seen." | shot Sebastian a look. "| know he shifts fast. That's the problem." ---- "Moooom." Bjorn's face reddened, and he flopped back into the grass, covering his face with his hands. | turned to Sebastian. "Look, Sebastian, | know you're trying to help, but...

His pup emerged too young." "How young?" Sebastian asked. "Seven years old." "Mom." Bjorn sat up, still blushing. "Do we have to talk about this?" "Yes, Bjorn. He needs to know." | looked at Sebastian again. "It was at the birthday party of one of his classmates. He shifted for the first time in the middle of the backyard, in front of about fifteen kids and four adults, all human. He went after the family's cat, knocked over the refreshments table, and bit a kid." "Jimmy turned out fine!" Bjorn protested. "He even said he thought his scar was cool." | ignored him.

can be very dangerous without even realizing it. And he's

Sebastian said, "but Avery, that's exactly why he needs to be here. Control isn't something that just develops on its own. It needs to be taught, and it needs other wolves around to teach it. In the human lands, his wolf had no concept of pack hierarchy. He was always the strongest kid ina room, being a werewolf. Here, he might not be. And he needs these experiences to get

attention Bjorn perked up, turning toward the noise. I looked too, and sighed softly. Three other pups were bounding across the grass, tongues lolling. One at the front of the group stopped, tilting his head to one side so that his ears flopped, then lowered into a playful stance and barked. Bjorn looked at them. Then at me. He pushed his lower lip