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Young couples exchange tokens of love beneath the glowing moon. Yet, I can’t relax. My gaze keeps darting to Damon, to Cain, to Garrett, who I’m sure is here somewhere waiting patiently for the right moment. By the time the toasts begin, the children have all fallen asleep, sprawled out on blankets near the shrine. Pack members gather around the shrine. Damon raises his goblet, his voice carrying over the crowd. “To the Moon Goddess, who watches over us all. May her light guide us through darkness.” Earlier, I subtly switched his goblet with Cain's and no one noticed.

His hot breath washed over me, making my skin prickle with fear, and I felt his gaze like a physical touch, making me shudder. The chains creaked and groaned, straining against the beast's fury. I knew it was only a matter of time before Romain broke free, and I was consumed by the horror that loomed before me. The Moon Goddess seemed to have abandoned me, leaving me to face this terror alone.

But the Moon was not white anymore it was a pulsing green heart covered in black needles. Thousands of Benson ships were already there connecting to the Moon-Heart. June realized "We are not here to save the Moon we are here to be the ingredients." The hangar doors would not. The ship was being pulled toward a giant glowing green hole, in the center of the Moon. June looked at the General. The General looked at June for the first time they agreed on something. The General said "We must crash the ship" and reached for the self-destruct lever. The lever would not move because a silver hand had grabbed the Generals wrist.