Luna Hale had always hated the full moon.She had never known why.It wasn't a fear she could explain. She wasn't afraid of the dark. She could walk through the house at midnight without turning on a single light, and she had spent countless nights sitting beside her bedroom window watching thunderstorms roll across the sky.But the full moon was different.Whenever it appeared—round, bright, and impossibly close—something inside Luna became restless.Her dreams changed.Her senses sharpened.Sometimes, she woke in the middle of the night convinced that someone was whispering her name from somewhere beyond the trees.And lately, the dreams had become worse.Much worse.Luna sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the silver light spilling across her bedroom floor.Tomorrow was her eighteenth birthday.Most girls her age would have been excited.Luna wasn't.She couldn't shake the feeling that something was waiting for her.Something she couldn't see.Something she couldn't escape.She
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