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No one spoke. No one moved. The battlefield remained eerily silent. Because the Moon Queen had fallen. And for the first time since her awakening… Nobody knew if she would rise again. The wind whispered through broken trees. Ash drifted across the ruined ground. And somewhere far away, racing through darkness with relentless determination, an Alpha wolf hunted the impossible. Not prey. Not an enemy. Not a rival. A second chance. One he never thought he would get. One he refused to lose. No matter what stood between them.

Bella's POV Today was my fourth anniversary with my mate Ronan, the alpha prince of Moonstone pack, but instead of happiness, I had mixed feelings. I held the test strip in my hands as I hid myself in the crowd, watching the bikers on track racing. "You're infetile, luna Bella" the doctor's voice echoed in my head, making it hard for me to forget what she had told me earlier. I wondered whether I was even deserving of the Luna title when I couldn't even birth the heirs needed by my mate before he would be coronated alpha.

Three years later, Keith officially became the Alpha of Obsidian Pack. Since I was his mate, I became the pack's Luna. That same day, I received a letter without a sender's name. I knew it was from Simon. The words were filled with bitterness. He wrote that he was now just a rogue who could never shift again. He prayed the Moon Goddess would bless us with happiness. While wandering the wild, he had reflected on everything. He apologized for all the stupid things he did in the past.

"Trust me? You don't have to. But you're going to have to respect me, however. Because wether you like it or not, I am to be your new Luna." Draven's hand grazed my arm, a warning or support, I couldn't tell. "Enough, Veyra," he said, his tone calm but firm. "Selene's already proven herself to be more than capable. She fought rogues to be able to stand here." He turned to the rest of the crowd and added. "I chose for her to be Luna. This was my decision as your Alpha. Anyone who questions her, questions me." Veyra sat, her glare lingering, but the hall settled. Draven gestured to the dais, and I followed, my heart pounding. This wasn't my pack. These wolves weren't mine. But for Dorian, I'd

“We need a strong Luna.” Andrew turned then, his eyes locking right on me. No one else seemed to notice, their attention on him, but I felt it like a spotlight. His gaze was piercing, unblinking, and my skin prickled uncontrollably. “The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake mating me to a low class mate,” he said. “I want to openly reject this mate. I, Andrew Kane, Alpha of the Northwest Pack, reject Elena Torre as my Luna and my mate.” The words hit me, pain flaring in my chest. Laughter bubbled up from parts of the crowd, whispers slicing through the air. “She really thought Aloha would choose her?” someone asked. “She’s of no class?”

The magic pulsed between us, invisible but strong — a tether made of light and instinct. “What’s happening?” he whispered, his voice shaking. “Why do I feel—” He pressed a hand to his chest. “It’s like something’s pulling—” “Quiet,” I snapped, more to the Moon than him. My voice carried power, and the forest itself seemed to hush. I could hear the pack murmuring behind me. “The Goddess has chosen,” someone breathed. “The Alpha’s Luna is human.” “Enough,” I growled. “He’s nothing. Just a boy who wandered too far.”

I mumble out, getting a snort from Ali. “You have no idea. The red head over there is Lissa. She thinks she is going to be Luna as she is the Alpha’s play thing. He doesn’t believe his mate will be a Warrior and is waiting to reject her right away to find a - in his words - ‘Perfect Luna for the pack.’ Which I think is stupid.” My heart clenches at the mention of rejection for some inexplicable reason as I turn to look at Lissa, seeing her already watching me. I had a feeling she is not friendly and decided to keep my distance for both hers and my own safety.

Perfect place to hide someone you didn't want found. As I moved through the underbrush, my mind betrayed me by dragging up memories I'd spent months trying to bury. The rejection ceremony. Racheal's face. The way her silver eyes had dimmed when I'd spoken those words. *"I, Alpha Mike Freeman of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Racheal Snyder, as my mate and Luna."*