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Moon Dance~50
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Sofia moved to the side, leaving me in the spotlight. Ignoring Zaria's disgruntled growls, I removed my mask to address the rowdy crowd. “Friends and allies from the Seven Seas, tonight is the night where the Moon Goddess graces us with her blessings.” Steady and strong, my voice boomed through the air. Gasps of astonishment and intake of breaths came from all around me. Without a doubt, everyone was surprised to see a female using an ability unique to Alpha males. But the shock wore off soon and whistles and cheers filled the air. “Beautiful, do you have a date?” “Your voice touched my heart. Your lyrics pulled on my heartstrings. If you’re up for it, I’m willing to make you my Luna!” “Did you create that song?” The sudden onslaught of questions made the melancholic atmosphere brought about our song abate a little. A strained snarl of ‘what the hell is she doing’ sounded from the Lycan Leader’s direction, making my lips twitch. My singing wasn’t part of the arrangement. He was p
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Swift as a wraith. Accurate as a reaper. Ten seconds. That’s all it took for Zaria to rip off their heads. I was in the back of her mind, given a 3D view of their exchange. Even then, I couldn’t figure out how she did it. I was becoming increasingly aware of how different she was, how different we were, from the ordinary she-wolves and she-Lycans. And with this awareness, my anxiety increased. If there was anything that I had learned from the few years of living in the Evergreen Pack, that was she didn’t bless others with special abilities for no reason. I’d received mine from birth, and embraced it early on. However, that still did not prepare me to discover just how drastically different I was. Because impersonating Alpha Malivik's daughter seemed to be only the first step of a grander scheme that my mind failed to grasp. “Of course. Why else would this Princess be trapped with you?” Picking up on my thoughts, Zaria scoffed and turned towards the waterfall. “We still have an un
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