I was born a liar. That was the label my mother, Luna Elena, gave me.In the Dark Moon Pack, every pup is born with a Lunar Mark on their wrist. The Goddess meant it to be sacred. It was our law.When you speak the truth, the mark glows emerald green. When you lie, it flares crimson.Red means liar.My twin sister Maya's mark was always green. She once slashed Mommy's ceremonial dress with a blade and blamed the pack hounds. Her wrist stayed soft and green.But my mark went crimson when I said I was cold."Mommy, I'm telling the truth," I used to beg. "Please believe me."Elena would crouch down and look me in the eye."The Goddess's mark is absolute, Selena," she would say. "Your own heart betrays you."She never touched me. She just looked at my wrist with disgust.I didn't know why my body worked against me. No matter how hard I tried to be honest, my heart would race when I was scared.And every time my pulse spiked, the mark turned red.In Elena's eyes, I was a fraud. I lied when
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