Se connecterAkira's POV
“Get up.”
The voice wasn’t gentle, nothing has been gentle lately.
I blinked as I flung my eyes open, stone pressed cold into my cheek. My body felt wrong...now lighter somehow, like something essential had been carved out of me.
“Get. Up.”
I lifted my head and immediately found Maelis standing over me. She was still dressed in white, in the ceremonial white. She was too perfect, untouched like a queen, untorn unlike me.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I croaked, my voice failing me. “Go stand beside your Alpha.”
She flinched...or rather, she pretended to. “Akira… don’t make this harder than it already is.”
I laughed, a broken sound that scraped my throat. “Harder? You’re wearing Luna white on the night I was rejected.”
Her eyes roamed around the courtyard, where the last of the pack still gathered, pretending not to stare. “Lower your voice.”
“Why?” I demanded. “So they don’t hear what you did?”
“I didn’t do anything,” she said quickly, too quickly for someone not guilty. “This wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
I pushed myself into a sitting position, ignoring the dizziness. “Then how was it supposed to happen, Maelis?”
There was silence, enough to give me the answer I wanted.
That was enough to answer.
Lucien approached then, his boots stopping just out of my reach. “Enough,” he said. “Take her to the inner hall.”
I looked up at him. “Her?” I echoed. “Is that all I am now?”
“You forfeited your standing when you failed the Awakening,” he replied coolly.
“I didn’t fail,” I snapped suddenly. “Something was taken from me.”
Maelis inhaled sharply, but still pretending to care.
I turned to her in my fury. “You knew.”
She shook her head. “I suspected something of that could happen.”
“Of what?”
“That… that the Moon might not answer you.” Her voice softened. “I didn’t think Lucien would...”
“...reject me?” I finished. “Publicly? Tear out my soul in front of everyone?”
She swallowed hard as I poured out her sin before her. “He had doubts for years.”
“And you helped feed them to him yourself,” I said. Her eyes snapped up in pretence. “That’s not fair.”
I got to my feet, fury lending me strength. “You were my friend. You stood beside me when they whispered. You held my hands when I cried. You told me I wasn’t weak.”
“And I meant it!” she insisted.
“Then why are you dressed like this?” I gestured violently at her gown.
Lucien stepped between us. “That’s enough.” I laughed again, bitter and loud. “Of course. Protect the future Luna you always care about.”
Maelis stiffened like she was the victim. “I didn’t ask for this.”
“Liar,” I whispered, my chest tearing out. She recoiled like I had just struck her.
“Take her,” Lucien ordered the guards. “Before she embarrasses herself further.” Strong hands closed around my arms.
“No,” I said, my voice shaking...not with fear, but rage. “You don’t get to silence me now.”
Lucien leaned close. “You don’t get to speak at all anymore.”
The inner hall was colder than the courtyard. Elders gathered in a semicircle, their faces bent like carved stone of judgment.
Elder Thane cleared his throat. “Akira Nightfall, step forward.”
“I can’t feel my wolf,” I said hoarsely. “Something is definitely wrong somewhere.”
“That is no longer our concern,” Elder Mira suddenly said, not meeting my eyes.
My chest tightened at such betrayal. “You dressed me not long ago. You told me I was ready.”
“And I was wrong,” she replied. Lucien took his place at the center. Maelis stood beside him. Yes, always beside him.
“By decree of the Alpha,” Thane intoned, “Akira Nightfall is stripped of her title as Luna-in-waiting.”
A murmur roared through the hall as he made the announcement.
“Your chambers will be reclaimed.”
“Your sigil removed.”
“Your protection revoked.”
Each word felt like another layer of skin being brutally peeled away from me.I stared blankly at Maelis. “Say something right now.”
She looked torn, completely avoiding my gaze. For half a second, she was like that, then she lifted her chin. “The pack needs stability.”
The betrayal finally landed...very heavy, and crushing. “You have always wanted this,” I said softly. “Didn’t you?”
Her lips parted like she had a lot to say, then closed again.
Lucien answered for her instead. “She is better suited than you.” I turned to face him slowly. “Because she’s stronger than I am?”
“Because she is willing,” he said. “To do what you couldn’t do all this while.”
“And what was that?” I asked, wanting to hear him speak. “Betray myself?”
Maelis stepped forward all of a sudden. “I will bear your burden, in ways you couldn't imagine,” she said. “I will be the Luna this pack deserves, bearing their pain.”
I laughed, a sound edged with madness. “You’re wearing my life now.”
Her voice shook, but she continued. “You should’ve stepped aside when you noticed something awful”
“There it is,” I whispered. “You didn’t just take my place. You waited for it to come, to disgrace me.”
Silence followed the hall. Then, Elder Thane raised his staff again. “There is one final matter.”
My heart sank on hearing that. Who knows what evil they have in store for me.
“By ancient law, a rejected mate without awakening is no longer bound to pack identity.”
I stiffened, the shock too much for me to take. “What does that mean?”
Lucien didn’t look at me. “You are no longer Nightfall.”
The words rang louder than the rejection I had experienced earlier.
“You don’t get to take my name from me also,” I said.
“I just did that, and there's nothing you can do about it.”
Elder Mira’s voice broke through, cracking as she spoke. “By dawn, she will be escorted beyond pack borders.”
I shook my head slowly. “I gave everything to this pack.”
“And it gave you a chance,” Lucien replied. “You squandered it without looking back, or considering the consequences.”
Maelis stepped closer, her voice low. “I’m sorry it had to be like this.”
I met her gaze, every shared memory burning between us. “No,” I said. “You’re sorry I didn’t disappear quietly.”
Her eyes flashed with so much fury. “Careful.”
“Why?” I asked softly. “What are you afraid I’ll do? I have nothing left anymore.”
Lucien turned away immediately. “Take her.”
Akira's POV“Hey, don’t die ooo.” The voice was rough, amused, and entirely unconcerned with my comfort.I groaned as I wondered who could be. “That’s… a terrible way of greeting someone”Then a low chuckle, which kind of amused me. “Good. That means you’re still alive.”Light found its way to my eyelids. Neon, very harsh and unforgiving. I turned my head and hissed as pain flared behind my eyes.“Easy,” the voice said. “You passed out so hard.”“Where am I?” I croaked, my voice unrecognizably. “Blackveil City.” The words landed on my ears heavily.I forced my eyes open immediately. Concrete walls were around me, the ones I can't remember entering. “This isn’t Crimson Moon land,” I whispered quietly.“No,” the man said. “And if you’ve got any sense left, you won’t dare say that name too loudly around here.”I tried to sit up on hearing that, but pain had its way in exploding through my ribs. “Ah,” he said. “There it is.”I clenched my teeth in agony. “Who are you exactly?”“Kade,”
Akira's POV“Keep moving.”Rough muscular hands tightened around my arms, jerking me upright when my knees buckled.“I am moving,” I replied weakly. “You don’t have to drag me like a criminal.”“You stopped being one of us the moment the Alpha said so,” a guard replied.I laughed weakly at his funny joke. “That's very funny. Yesterday you bowed when I passed.”“That was yesterday, not today.”Stone paths turned to dirt beneath my bare feet. And as we continued silently, Crimson Moon Clan slept peacefully, already forgetting my name.“Where are you taking me to exactly?” I asked, though I already knew.“Beyond the eastern markers, where you belong.”Exile? Permanently exile?I swallowed hard. “At least give me shoes, that would be much appreciated.”Silence followed, as none of them showed me mercy. Another guard scoffed. “Shouldn't you have thought of that before failing the Moon.”I twisted my head toward him, completely taken aback at his abuse. “Say that again.”He leaned closer,
Akira's POV “Get up.”The voice wasn’t gentle, nothing has been gentle lately.I blinked as I flung my eyes open, stone pressed cold into my cheek. My body felt wrong...now lighter somehow, like something essential had been carved out of me.“Get. Up.”I lifted my head and immediately found Maelis standing over me. She was still dressed in white, in the ceremonial white. She was too perfect, untouched like a queen, untorn unlike me. “You shouldn’t be here,” I croaked, my voice failing me. “Go stand beside your Alpha.”She flinched...or rather, she pretended to. “Akira… don’t make this harder than it already is.”I laughed, a broken sound that scraped my throat. “Harder? You’re wearing Luna white on the night I was rejected.”Her eyes roamed around the courtyard, where the last of the pack still gathered, pretending not to stare. “Lower your voice.”“Why?” I demanded. “So they don’t hear what you did?”“I didn’t do anything,” she said quickly, too quickly for someone not guilty. “Thi
Akira's POV “Lucien,” I said, my voice breaking the suffocating silence, “what are you doing?”Every head in the courtyard snapped toward us, waiting for his final decision.Lucien Stormcrest didn’t answer immediately. He stood one step inside the ritual circle now, shoulders squared, Alpha's presence all over him. The same presence that used to make me feel safe now threatened to take my last breath.“You failed the Awakening, disappointing those that had their fate in you,” he replied calmly.A laugh slipped out of me before I could stop it. It sounded wrong entirely to me. “That’s it? That’s what this is after all? Sometimes the Moon...”“...does not delay to confirm their own,” Elder Thane cut in sharply. “It has never delayed since I was little.”I turned to face him. “You taught me the rites to be done yourself. You said...”“I said the Moon answers those it accepts, and doesn't waste time on doing that,” he replied, avoiding my eyes.A murmur rose again, this time, very much l
Akira's POV“Stand still for once, Akira. If you move again, I swear by the Moon, I won't hold back from sedating you.”I let out a hearty and breathy laugh. “You talk as if you don't know you already tightened the clasps three times, much harder than they should, Elder Mira. If I inhale too deeply, I’ll definitely pass out, and that would be right before my own Awakening.”“That would be really unfortunate,” she muttered, her fingers still glued at my back, magically working at the silver threads of my ceremonial gown. “A Luna seen fainting on the night of her most cherished day, which is her Ascension would be… so symbolic. And this time, not in a good way.”I calmly met my reflection in the well polished obsidian mirror. The girl staring back at me doesn't look troubled, but calm. Poised, and of course, Luna-perfect.But somehow, right inside, my chest felt hollow.“Do you feel it yet?” Mira asked quietly, reviving our conversation. “The stirring?”I hesitated for a few seconds. Th







