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She vowed to protect her pack's autonomy, to stand tall and resolute against Adrian's perceived tyranny. Beneath the moon's watchful eye, Amelia's mind whirled with conflicting emotions—a storm of resentment and desire, anger and longing. The moon, a celestial guardian of secrets, cast its silvery light upon her, revealing the complexities of her soul. It was a beacon of hope, a reminder that amidst the darkness, there existed the possibility for love to bloom and for wounds to heal.

It wasn't until she noticed the strange book tucked away in the corner that she was able to distract herself from her thoughts. "I almost missed one," she whispered. As she walked over to it, she noticed that its cover was worn, and it seemed to emit a faint glow that caught her attention. Maybe it's how the moon perfectly acted as its own spotlight that made it seem so glowy, but it's not just that. She somehow felt a little hint of amusement as she stared at it. As she approached the book, she saw the shinny title written on it, Lunaria, and she couldn't help but be intrigued. The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive.

Like two puzzle pieces finally clicking together. “I will come to you again when the time is right,” Elara promised as the dreamscape began to waver. “But before you wake – there is a grimoire, a book of ancient knowledge. You will need it. Look for the symbol of the crescent moon and falling star…” Her voice was fading. I tried to hold on to the dream, but I could feel myself being pulled back to consciousness. Everything was getting hot – too hot – and was that smoke I smelled?

It came by once in a thousand years, and was very very rare to find the chosen seed that had it. There it was with her sister. There was the crescent moon symbol on her shoulder. She was the chosen one, she was born under the eclipsing moon. She clenched her fists and stopped midway. "Do you want to kill me still?" Nova asked her. She found it weird that she could read her thoughts without any difficulties. It was always hard for her to read her grandmother's, nor that of the man with the crimson eyes she had seen that night. Watching her sister lost in thoughts, she was always quick to grasp whatever it was she said to herself.

Ana and Kenny are from the same pack, and we picked up Mak along the way. Makawee is my other roommate, and is off on a scouting mission. She is a little weird and awkward, and we love her for it. She doesn't look like a scout, she looks more like she would fit in behind a computer working on something brainy but cool. She can also move so silently that she sneaks up on me all of the time and loves to jump scare us. My wolf, Sel, loves it and never tips me off when Mak is making her sneak attacks. Mak has different colors in her hair every month, and is covered in piercings and tattoos. While Ana is beautiful in a feminine way, Mak has more of the dark alternative beauty that turns heads.

That means Dante would have to spend his time wandering the lore alone , that is if the moon goddess doesn’t kill him. Dust clouded the air as the ancient book hit the floor with a hollow thud, its cracked leather cover splitting at the seam. I didn’t flinch. Instead, my lips curved into a slow, sweet and satisfied smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Blood Moon... hybrids” I calmly murmured under my breath, reading the title aloud like it was a prophecy. “Its been a while since I went on a hunting spree.” "All it takes is one swift and clean motion and the lore would actually burn to ashes while I stand on the edge of the destruction and watch."

she looked at Amelia, can I tell them or do you want too. Amelia bit her bottom lip and then turned looking around the room until she spotted Beta Winston, she walked up to him with a wide smiled, “I’m the Blood Moon Luna, the last Alpha’s Luna.” I dropped my juice, she didn’t know about the Blood Moon Luna and where did that book come from. I walked up to her and grabbed the book and looked at it, it was blank, I turned the pages and all were blank. I handed the book to Bryce as he stood next to me and I glared at Lilly, “what did you tell her,” I demanded in a not so soft tone.

Leon’s mind was going so many miles per second. It was racing faster than a racecar. But he decided that he was going to trust the girl, and besides, he did not have much of a choice or time. So he opened his hands and held the hands of the blonde girl in his hands. The girl then told him to close his eyes and try his best to contact the Moon goddess. His eyes shot open, and he shook his head. “Cassie, normal people like us can’t just contact the Moon goddess. You have to be an Alpha or a Luna. Or someone like Selena who was purposely chosen by the goddess.” As much as he wanted to help the omega, he wanted them to be logical as well.

The moonlight was coming in through the window and making the room lighter. For some reason in that moment her mind went to Quinn. He’d always called her “his moon” because of her eyes. He’d once told her he’d never met another person with grey/silver eyes like hers. He told her they reminded him of the moon the way they shone. He also said that that’s what she was to him.. the Moon… because she was his light in the dark. Her mind came back to the present. Whatever was blocking the light from outside was coming into focus. She followed it up .. higher and higher until she reached the top of the object.

Aria’s POV We woke up in the Crimson park that morning, and rain fell, not real blood, of course—but the sky turned a deep red, and the light it cast made everything look stained. It felt like an omen. One of many I’d been ignoring. I was alone in the Moon Library, seated in front of a book I hadn’t dared open until now: The Royal Lineage of the Lunar Thrones. The cover was soft with age. The spine cracked like it hadn’t been touched in generations. A single silver moon was carved into the center.