Three months later, I’m sipping coffee at a lakeside café, enjoying the afternoon sun.On the table sits a check for fifty million dollars—payment from the Blood Moon Pack for the keys to my old pack's core ward.I had already retracted my magic, leaving the ward a fragile shell.But if I could make some money off of it, why not?"Is the transaction to your satisfaction, Miss Lacey?" the Blood Moon representative, a middle-aged man in a suit, asks respectfully."Very." I sign my name with a flourish. "All of the ward's weaknesses are detailed here. When you choose to strike is up to you."The man takes the document, his eyes gleaming with greed. "Jayden will never suspect his own Luna would orchestrate his downfall.""His ex-Luna," I correct, a small smile playing on my lips.After he leaves, I return to my apartment.Far from pack politics, far from Jayden, I've finally found peace.I spend my days studying ancient magic, walking by the lake, and occasionally grabbing a drink at a sup
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