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“Seems like a nice book, you got there. What is the name?” “Oh it is…The title is the Unknown Luna, it is about a woman who didn’t know she was mated to an Alpha and she was… It probably doesn’t sound like the kind of things you like to read. After all werewolves aren’t real.” She said as the old woman laughed heartily and said,

he said. Something about his words compelled me to stay. He opened a latch on the floor then he picked me up and entered, the latch snapped shut behind us! It was only until we were fifty heartbeats into the tunnel that I realized what he’d done. “How dare you?” I yelled and then dug my nails into his neck. He yelled and placed me on the floor. “Are you insane?” He demanded. “How dare you use the voice on me!” I yelled back. An alpha werewolf can use the voice to control the will of humans and other werewolves below it. It worked on allies the most as they are unwilling to disobey from the on set.

She gestures for me to sit at the circular table in the center of the room. “Tell me,” she begins, “what do you think a Luna is?” I shrug. “A title. A pretty label for a woman meant to stand quietly beside a man who already has too much power.” Her eyes glint in an instant. “Then you misunderstand your role. A Luna is not a decoration, child. She is the second heartbeat of the pack. If the Alpha leads, she keeps him human.” I can’t help the dry laugh that escapes me. “Human. You make it sound like he still is.”

*Aria* Rumors had a way of making everything louder. Every glance lingered a little longer. Every whispered conversation seemed to cut off a heartbeat too late when I walked by. The letter from Reynold’s Crossing sat folded in my pocket like a hot coal, its words burned into my brain. *Two Alphas circle the same moon.* *A cursed Alpha. A human Luna. A Nightfang wolf who wants her for himself.* Some itinerant traders had put our lives into a tavern story, and now strangers were drinking to it.

My instincts flare, and I instinctively recognize the sound… it's a fierce, unmistakable growl that reverberates through the very air around me. Suddenly, a blur of fur and red eyes leaps into my field of vision, a magnificent wolf with eyes burning like embers. Aloria… My heart races as I realize she has defied the odds and come to my rescue. There's no time for hesitation as she lunges at the prince, her powerful form a whirlwind of fury and determination.

Fern walks towards me, flanked by the two witches and two warlocks I had already met before. “You know what to do, make them submit to you.” Her voice seems to travel the distance of the marquee and yet be a small whisper in my ear, only for me. “I…can’t.” I mutter. “Yes you can. This is what you were born for. You are the Alpha Luna, you are the missing piece of the puzzle. The bridge between the werewolf and lycan community. You have seen death Aida, mind magic can not work on you. Push your mind further than others, push your aura further than ever before.”

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.

“Five years ago, Alba Monroe was rejected by the Nightfang Alpha in front of her entire pack. She was called wolfless. She was called trash. She was left in the rain.” Murmurs. Kieran looked down. “Last night, on Blood Moon, her wolf awakened,” Ares continued. “She is not wolfless. She is a Thorn Wolf. One of the rarest in our history. And she is under my protection.” He paused. Looked at me. “And she is my mate.” The room exploded. Reporters shouting. Alphas standing. Ares raised his hand. Silence. “The contract between us was temporary. Political. It’s over.” He held up the shredded pieces. “As of this morning, Alba Blackwood is my Luna. Not by contract. By choice. By the moon.”

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.

Too many footsteps for it to be just the three rogues from before. “They’re surrounding us,” she breathed. “I know.” “You don’t sound worried.” “I’m not.” Something huge lunged from the side—a rogue wolf, larger than she’d ever seen, eyes glowing with bloodlust. Before Aria could react, Kieran caught it mid-leap, one massive hand tangling in its fur, and slammed it down so hard the ground shook. The wolf yelped, then went silent as his claws—claws—raked across its throat.