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Chapter 12
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2025-04-29 17:30:29Dorothee throws open the doors before Rosalina can muster a reply.
The crowd surges in, a river of silk, velvet, and jewels. Every guest seems determined to outshine the others, draped in fabrics so rich and frivolous they might as well bleed gold. This celebration isn’t just tradition—it’s a parade of strength. A reminder to every ally and rival that the Moonlit Pack lacks nothing.
I spot her almost immediately—an aging Luna with two massive Irish Wolfhounds at her heels, sweeping through the hall like a queen, her Alpha a step behind her. His roguish smirk isn’t for the crowd. It’s for her. His gaze rakes her body with unrepentant hunger, as if she’s still the girl he first claimed under a harvest moon.
Emily and Kylean Silver Moon.
My mother's old leaders.
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At those cryptic words, Silas lifts his hand and snaps his fingers.Instantly, the two men stationed beyond the glass balcony doors straighten, turn, and enter the room with near-military precision. The door opens without a sound, and they step inside in perfect sync.They bow in unison, fluid and practiced.“Rise,” Silas commands, his tone edged with quiet authority—so accustomed to being obeyed he barely needs to raise his voice.Both men comply.The first one is older—broad-shouldered and solid, with more grey than brown in his hair. His beard is neatly trimmed, but there’s something rugged about him that grooming can’t polish away. He wears a faded, greyish shirt that clings to a powerf
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“What are you doing?” I ask as I shift upright in the bed, blinking away sleep.The sheets rustle softly around me. I’ve been here for days now—slipping in and out of consciousness, caught in the fog between dreams and awareness. Each time I return, the pain dulls a little more. My body feels less foreign, more mine. I move with less resistance.And each time, Silas is there.We haven’t spoken much since the night he caught me. When I wake, I’m too parched, too lightheaded, or simply too overwhelmed with quiet gratitude to say more than a murmured thank you.Sometimes Dorothee is here too. She gathers me into her arms and holds me like she’s afraid I’ll disappear if she lets go. She doesn’t ask questions. Just presses
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I wake in a haze—still half-drowned in the pain.The world feels soft and far away. Distant. I blink slowly, my lashes heavy, and take in the unfamiliar room around me.It’s night.The walls are bathed in warm tones—rust, amber, gold. Fuzzy blankets and overstuffed pillows lie scattered across the bed and the chaise by the window. Everything smells like cedar and something floral. Not roses. Something wilder. Freer.To my left, a glass door stands slightly ajar, letting in the cool breath of night. Beyond it, a wide balcony opens to the forest—dense and shadowed under the moonlight. I can just make out the outlines of two men standing outside, their backs turned as they speak quietly.I turn my head—slowly, carefully.
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Through the haze of pain, voices reach me—soft and distant, as though I’m hearing them from underwater. Muffled. Warped. Unreal.It reminds me of when I was young, playing in the river with Lucian and Damian. How I’d lose my footing on the mossy rocks and slip beneath the surface. How their voices would echo above the water, distant and panicked, calling my name as I sank.But this time, their voices aren’t there.They’ve been replaced by others—blurred tones I can’t quite place. Words drift in and out, like sunlight through murky depths.“We have to leave. Now.”That one returns again and again. The same voice, low and steady. Reassuring. Protective. The kind of voice you cling to in the dark. It belongs to the person holdin
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Damian stares at me, jaw slack, as if the words haven’t fully registered yet. Behind him, Rosalina begins to cry—soft, trembling sobs, timed just perfectly with my outburst. Her shoulders quake delicately.Of course.Lucian slips through the stunned crowd, eyes scanning between us. Without hesitation, he places a hand on Rosalina’s back and gently steers her in, folding her into his chest like some wounded bird.I scoff. Loud enough for him to hear it.My movements are slow. Intentional. I lift my left hand, letting the light catch on the ring now adorning it—sharp, golden, and impossible to miss. A murmur builds around us, the air thick with unease.“I’ve found someone,” I say clearl
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I slip back into the ballroom as discreetly as I can, head high, shoulders set. No one should think to look at me—yet I feel the weight of eyes before I’ve even crossed the threshold.I’d done my best to fix myself up: hair smoothed back into place, makeup reapplied just enough to erase the signs of being freshly kissed. No one would guess I was just tangled in a corner with a rogue. That would be far too scandalous. Far too impossible.As I weave toward a group of sympathetic Lunas, my gaze lands on her.Rosalina.With everything that’s happened, I almost forgot she tried to kill me.She’s standing to Damian’s right, poised and delicate, hanging onto his every word. He’s recounting r
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Silas’s smile is devilish—roguish, even. My words sound like a finality I can’t take back, but strangely, there’s no panic. No fear.He steps closer, invading my space, his face dipping to my neck as he whispers in my ear.“You won’t regret this.”I think I’m imagining the relief in his voice. Maybe it’s just a reflection of mine. But then he steps back just as quickly, putting space between us. He releases my hand—and for the first time, I don’t feel the need to take it back. Don’t feel the need to cling to him out of fear he’ll vanish before I can understand what this is.I just told him I’d be his Luna. I can trust he won’t stray far.
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Silas doesn’t waste another second. With my hand still cradled in his, he lays out his plan in a hushed voice, careful not to let it carry.He tells me of his pack—how he’s built it in the shadows, amassing wealth in the human world and using that money to shelter rogues who refuse to kneel to the legacy packs. But being unregistered makes them targets. Criminals. Easy to hunt. To change that, they need legitimacy. Recognition. And for that, he needs someone the council already knows. Someone they respect.That’s where I come in.He’ll provide the power and the fortune. All I need to offer is my name—my reputation.It sounds like madness. But the plan is sound. If everything he says is true, then he’s played this game perfectly.
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I gasp. “Excuse me?”His grip on my arms loosens slightly. Reflexively, I tighten mine. He smirks—slow, knowing. The bastard knows exactly what he’s doing to me, even when I can’t begin to make sense of it myself. There’s something unspoken in the air between us, a pull I’ve never felt with anyone else. It knocks me off balance, leaves my composure hanging by a thread.I steel myself, forcing the walls of ice around my heart to hold. I can’t afford warmth. Not when it comes from hands like his—hands that feel like fire sinking into my skin.I glare. He chuckles, low and rich.“Come now, Luna,” he murmurs, voice dipped in quiet disdain. “Don’t tell me you truly want to stay in a pack so eager to
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