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SELENE VOWS TO BREAK THE BOND

作者: Nyx Wolfsbane
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-06 06:08:47

The moon rose high above crescent vale, shrouded by clouds, casting only the faintest light on the stone castle. Selene stood at the edge of the western tower balcony, luna’s pendant hanging loosely around her neck. Its cool weight pressed against her skin as if reminding her: She chose you.

But selene didn’t know what to do with that truth.

She didn’t sleep that night.

She barely breathed.

Even when she returned to the room luna had assigned for her, her thoughts spun like a storm inside her head. She paced for hours, her bare feet silent on the stone floor.

She could still hear Luna’s voice from earlier, the ghost of it echoing against the walls;“I only wanted to be seen.”

Selene clutched the edge of the table, knuckles white.

This was too much. Too fast. She’d come to the forest temple because of a dream, a pull that had haunted her for months. But she hadn’t expected her. She hadn’t expected luna.

Not the cursed alpha. Not the legends coming to life.

And certainly not the bond.

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