The moon hung low, a bruised coin in the sky, when the pack sensed him before they saw him. He moved like a question—too quick at the edges, sudden and sharp. The other wolves had learned to read the tremor in his shoulders: the twitch that came before a snarl, the quickness of his jaw when something small and tempting crossed a trail. They called him Impulsive. They called him Mean.

The Impulsive Mean Wolf: Unleashing Passion and Intensity

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