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Chapter 22: Rise of a Luna

Author: Koko Tonye
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-19 23:43:15

Even after the last wolf’s cry faded into the trees, Evangeline swore she could still feel the vibrations rattling around in her ribcage. She just—stood there. Frozen. Heart hammering so loud she half expected someone to shush her for the noise. The fire flickered and threw weird shadows across all the faces turned her way—rogues, every flavor and age, staring at her. And the look in their eyes? Yeah, that was new. Less “who the hell is she” and a lot more “well, what’s she gonna do now?”

Luna. Luna, Luna, Luna. That word wouldn’t stop repeating in her head. She didn’t feel like a Luna. She felt like a kid at a talent show about to puke on stage. But these people? They believed in her. Somehow.

Silas strode forward, all serious, raising his hand for quiet. The crowd hushed fast—surprisingly fast, actually. You could almost taste it: something was shifting, turning ragtag loners into, well, a pack. Right before her eyes.

“First thing’s first,” Silas said, his voice all calm and steady,
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