Annastasia. The music swirled from the grand hall, heavy and loud enough to vibrate through the walls of the pack house. I stood in my room, staring at the gown that had been laid out on my bed. It was beautiful. More beautiful than anything I had ever worn. The fabric was deep midnight blue, the color of the night sky just before the stars appeared. Tiny crystals were sewn into the bodice, catching the light like scattered diamonds. The skirt flowed down to the floor in soft waves, elegant and regal.It was a gown worthy of a Luna.Lena moved around me, adjusting the dress, smoothing the fabric, fixing my hair. Her hands were gentle but steady. "You look beautiful, my Luna," she said softly. "Truly beautiful."I looked at my reflection.The woman staring back at me was a stranger. She stood tall. Her shoulders were straight. Her chin was lifted. The gown hugged her figure and flowed around her like water. The crystals sparkled with every breath. Her hair was swept up, revealing the
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