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Water swirls up to our shoulders. His voice is the only anchor I have left. “You are not dying,” he says fiercely. “You are shifting.” My vision turns white. Silver light erupts from my skin. The cavern shakes violently. Kaelen pulls me closer, whispering against my hair: “Let her out, Luna. Let your wolf awaken.” My scream rips through the cavern— The water surges. The crystals explode with light. Power blasts from my body— And everything goes black. To be continued…

And that was how the wolfless girl became the greatest Luna the world had ever known. THE END

I smiled. "Alright pumpkin, I'll have to go now, be ready by 6pm" he said and ended the call. I breathe out. I pray the meeting goes well. Even I'm very sure his father won't like me. I'm an illegitimate child and also wolfless. How would he want a Wolfless girl as a Luna for his son. No alpha would allow that. Lunas are supposed to be strong and powerful in order to support the alpha in ruling the pack. No one wants a weak fellow standing behind their alpha.

She pushed me away and smirked triumphantly, "Alpha Leon chose me to be his Luna! He will protect me no matter what! See? All those gifts over there are from the Black Mist pack! You better not touch them, because you can't afford to compensate for it!" With a cold and distain look in my eyes, I said to Jocelyn, "Congratulations. But, will a powerful pack like the Black Mist pack accept a wolfless woman as their Luna? You almost became a breeder, remember?" Jocelyn was hit where it hurt the most. "So what? Alpha Leon loves me deeply; he will protect me no matter what!" "Is that so?" I smiled, saying nothing more. I picked up my mother's photo, dusting off the dirt before turning and heading

I gulped hard of my saliva, waiting to hear the piercing words that had always been hinted to me, but the next word I heard sparked me into an Imagination I couldn't describe. “Here comes Luna!!” I heard a voice scream, not lowly but in a high tone. No! I was just imagining that to myself. “Luna!” Another voice said. I raised my head slowly to see if it was actually coming from the hall, only to see numerous wolves waving at me. My emotion can't be described because I was shocked out of words. I remembered these words a few days back when I shifted to my wolf form. The accusation of killing Talia, and wanting to take Rhys from her, hits me again. Suddenly, they are calling me Luna and waving

Lola's POV " I, Grayson Dawson, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, reject you, Lola Ashton, as my mate and Luna of this pack", I heard Grayson's voice reach my ear and a single tear ran down my left cheek as it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

I said, and my voice rang clear and hard with a power that permitted no debate. “I am Alora, ex-luna of the Silver Moon pack, Alpha to the Night Terrors, rightful leader to SilverClaw. If anyone doubts my strength or my purpose, let him talk now. Otherwise, bow and be done with it.” The room seemed to freeze for a second. Then, slowly, one by one, the wolves lowered their heads. Even the staunchest of SilverClaw’s soldiers, who had scorned the idea of submission before, bent their knees, their loyalty permanently shifted.

There was no need to trust people again but I did with Aella. “The Luna-to-be walks into the hall in seconds.” Sounds of the voice of a wolf brought me back from my thoughts. “Can we all stand on our feet as we welcome the next Luna of The Darkfangs Pack?” I listened and people—wolves got on their feet, including Knox who was seated at the top end with Brain who stood behind him with smiles on their faces. The hall was decorated. How could it not be?

“Everything. Alora is the key, boy. She is the one who can break the curse.” I blinked, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. “What? How? She’s... she’s just...” “Just what? A girl? A forgotten member of your pack? No, pup. She is far more than that,” she interrupted, her voice taking on an ominous edge. “Alora is a hybrid, born of werewolf and witch. She carries the bloodline of a powerful queen, a queen who was betrayed by your kind. And now, that betrayal has come back to haunt you.”

According to him, Alora was the moon’s curse and the Alpha’s fate, which meant that she could either be a blessing or a curse and, since I already had a person standing in for the Luna, I should forget about her and focus on Violet. I didn’t understand what he was saying, and I didn’t care. I was about to let him know that when my ears began to ring, my body shook and convulsed. “Alora” I exclaimed. I knew something was wrong with her the moment Ragnar had begun to purr, and I felt nauseous. I was beginning to understand the sign and also knew that ours was not just an ordinary werewolf connection. She was human, but I felt her pain, her anguish, and her anger. And the dreams? They felt so r