The Rogue Luna's Revenge
Brynn Hollis' POV
The stars fell all night.
Not like meteors—slow, deliberate, like tears from the sky. They drifted down, silent and beautiful, landing in the meadow, the forest, the frozen wastes. Where they touched, the ground warmed. Flowers bloomed in the snow.
Luna Rose did not sleep.
She stood in the garden, her eyes fixed on the sky, her small body trembling with vision-light. Mira's wolves gathered around her, watching.
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