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Her voice was quiet, but it carried through the silence like a blade. “I was not born wolfless.” No one interrupted. No one dared. Mira turned back to Cassia, her gaze dropping to the silver eyes that did not belong to the woman wearing them. “The false Luna has my wolf.” The words settled over the corridor like a verdict. Cassia’s face twisted in anguish. Maera went perfectly still. Darius looked at Mira, and this time, he did not look away. Behind the sealed Moon Rite door, the trapped wolves began to howl again. ***

Tonight, that same moon watched a woman surrounded by her family, her friends, and a united world. Kael slipped his hand into hers. Their children leaned against them. The packs laughed together beneath the moonlight. Aria closed her eyes for a brief moment. Not to remember the pain, but to be grateful for the journey. When she opened them again, she smiled at the world she had helped build. A world where no child would ever again believe they were worthless because of the wolf they carried, or the wolf, they did not. And that was how the wolfless girl became the greatest Luna the world had ever known. THE END

She wouldn't even give me a chance to. The thought evaporated as my eyes caught something. Not something. Someone. I stopped shot. A she-wolf with an auburn-colored fur waited in the distance. She stood where Keira and I last saw each other. She was poised and ready for whatever was to happen tonight. The sight was spellbinding and took my breath away. Orion whimpered with excitement at the sight of our mate. For a moment, I was deeply confused. This was a Luna wolf alright. And she did not look ill one bit. Then I recalled the doctor's tale. The Moon was at its peak. Which meant that Aria was healthy, strong, and a true Luna tonight.

I said, and I kept a close eye on his face. Byron definitely seemed to get instantly uncomfortable and began to fidget slightly, which gave me a pit in my stomach. Maybe they were hiding something from me. "Oh, yes, Luna," he paused for the first time, as if trying to decide how much, or what, he should say. "Luna is definitely a powerful position, but it doesn't necessarily mean they have a powerful wolf. Luna is the female head of the pack. She is the most respected female by everyone." "How can you have an Alpha and a Luna though? Don't they fight then? And how does the Luna get her title? By birth, like the Alpha?"

“All hail the Luna Queen!” The words hit me like a lightning bolt. Luna Queen. The title that had been spoken of in legends, the ruler of all wolves, the one destined to bring balance to our kind. It was supposed to be a myth, something people whispered about in the dark of night. And yet, here they were, bowing to me. “All hail the Luna Queen!” The cry rose from the crowd, echoing off the walls of the arena, growing louder with each passing second. I looked around at the sea of bowed heads, my chest tightening with a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite name. How did it come to this? How had I gone from fighting for my life, for my innocence, to being crowned as the Luna Queen in the space of a

"Don't be so quick to judge the situation, little luna. You've been missing for weeks, presumed dead. We've all been quite concerned for your well-being while you were...indisposed." Something in her words sent an ominous chill slithering down my spine. Missing? Dead? What the hell was this woman talking about? "Look, I have no idea what web of insanity you've all been spinning, but I'm not this 'Luna' person you seem to think," I replied, injecting as much conviction into my tone as I could muster. "My name is Keira Evans, and until a few days ago I was a normal high school teacher living a perfectly mundane life in Brooklyn. Then your boyfriends showed up, spouting all this bullshit about

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

How could I be this heartless? Tears start streaming down my cheeks before I can do as much as think about stopping them. The grip around me, once again, tightens, and I can't suppress the wince of pain that leaves my lips. "Hey, fucker, let my Luna go!" Damon's outraged voice rings in my ears as the arms around me disappear, and I collapse. On instinct, I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs. I don't care how miserable or weak I look. Not anymore.

"That's why you never told me of my true nature...you wanted to continue the torture and torment on me, you wanted to play your insane game of bully on me forever... but no more, mama, this girl is done with your petty games.' To my surprise, the look of fright disappeared from her face and a look of pure hatred emerged. "Hillary Hunter, if only you know what I've been through, you wouldn't be saying such bullcrap from your mouth. Let me educate you, do you know how I feel everyday seeing you around me... I feel sad and angry. You remind me of your bastard father who changed me to a werewolf and claimed that I was his so-called mate. He deceived me into joining a pack which he lied would be

I couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol, or the residual feelings of lust. But still, there was a prickling in my mind that maybe, just maybe, it was more than lust. I pulled my phone out, searching out the name of the one person I could call. The phone rang, and I started praying she would actually pick up. “Make it quick,” a familiar voice crackled over the line. “Blair!” I nearly shrieked. There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Maise? What’s wrong?” I took a deep breath, trying to organize my thoughts before I spoke. “Do you have any idea what it would be like if a werewolf met their mate, but it was a lycan?”