The masked Luna
Sharing meals and training with Lunas didn't quite sound like something worth celebrating.
I glanced at the council members once again, but their faces told nothing.
Darius, who sat next to me, had clearly noticed my silence.
He leaned over and tapped my shoulder. "Why so quiet, Liam?" he said with a teasing grin.
He sat back with that irritating smirk he always wore.
the one that screamed confidence and mischief all at once. "Well, to begin with,
we get to meet our mates,” he said, voice lowering. “Not just any mates, either - Lunas from great families. You can figure out what that means for yourself.
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