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I was standing in front of the mirror in my new Luna’s room.It still felt strange to be here, like I was borrowing someone else’s life. The clothes in the wardrobe weren’t mine. The dresses were silk, the colors soft, the kind of clothes I never owned. The bed was too big for just one person. The windows were so wide that the sunlight almost swallowed the whole room every morning.Two weeks had passed since Leo made me Luna of his pack.Every day had been full , learning the way this pack worked, sitting in meetings with elders, reading patrol schedules, counting healer supplies, making sure the kitchen had enough for everyone. It was a lot to take in, but I didn’t mind the work.Leo… was trying. I could see that.He smiled when he saw me. He asked how my day went. Sometimes, if I worked late, he would bring me tea without saying a word, just placing it on the table before leaving.But the truth stayed in the back of my mind , the contract. I didn’t know which part of this was real,

FloraThe circle around us tightened, the sound of footsteps shuffling on dirt. Wolves formed a solid ring, their eyes sharp, their anticipation thick enough to taste. It felt like the whole pack had gathered just to watch this.Elena stood in front of me like she owned the air between us, arms loose at her sides, chin tilted high. Her eyes, bright and cold, locked on mine. She didn’t move. She didn’t blink. She just smiled,a slow, knowing smile that made my skin prickle.“Go ahead,” she said softly, her voice carrying just enough to make sure everyone heard. She almost sounded bored. “Show me what the Alpha’s little Luna can do.”I didn’t move either. If there was one thing I’d learned in life, it was that the first one to lose their patience often lost the fight. She was baiting me, trying to pull me into her rhythm before I could find my own. If I rushed her, she’d use my momentum against me.My wolf might still be weak, but my brain wasn’t.Seconds stretched. The air between us fe

FloraThe next morning, the training yard was full again. People were whispering and pointing. I knew what they were talking about,the fight.Elena stood tall in the center, her arms crossed. Her friends stood close to her like guards. They looked angry, but also nervous.Then Alpha Leo walked in. The crowd went silent. Even the birds seemed to stop. His presence was heavy. He was not smiling.“Elena,” Leo called , his voice deep and sharp. “You broke the rules yesterday.”Her chin lifted. “I only fought her like I would fight anyone.”“No,” he cut in . “You called for a fair match. And then you used your wolf when she cannot use hers. That is unfair. That is dishonorable.”Whispers spread through the crowd. I felt every eye on me, and my stomach twisted. I didn’t want attention, but I also wanted justice.Elena’s mouth pressed tight. “She provoked me.”“I watched the fight myself,” Leo cut her off. “Flora baited you, yes, but she never broke the rules. You lost your patience. That is

FloraThree weeks later I carried the small basket of bread in my hands as I walked into the part of the pack that people hardly ever visited. The handle of the basket cut a little into my fingers, but I did not mind. I had chosen to come here myself, even though most people warned me not to waste time in this place.This part of the pack was different from the rest. Very different.The houses here were not really houses. They were broken sheds, with holes in the roofs and walls. Some walls were so weak that one push could make them fall. The ground was muddy, uneven, and smelled damp, as if it had not been dry in years. The air was heavy, filled with the odor of sickness, sweat, and sadness.People here were thin. Too thin. Their faces were hollow, their ribs could be seen under their skin. Their clothes were torn, dirty, and sometimes barely covered them. They were the slaves of the pack, the forgotten ones.Most pack members ignored them. Some even pretended they did not exist. To

Valen’s PerspectiveI could not sleep that night. My thoughts kept circling around Flora. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face when she rejected me earlier. The way her eyes had turned cold, the way her voice sounded firm.“She doesn’t trust me anymore,” I whispered to myself as I lay in bed. “But I need her. Not just for myself… but for the pack too.”The pack was broken in many ways. People doubted me. Some of the elders questioned my choices. And the rogues… they were still a problem. Flora was strong, and the people respected her even if she didn’t see it. If she stood beside me again, things could change.But how could I make her believe me? How could I make her see that I was serious this time?I sat up, running a hand through my hair. “I will not give up,” I said to myself. “I let her go once, but not again. I will win her back. I must.”The next morning, I walked through the pack grounds, pretending to greet people, but my mind was still on her. Every corner I turned, I