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The guard asked When Alina ignored him, he reminded her, "Luna Alina. I don't mean to disturb you, but a Lycan is out in the open, and Alpha Killan said that..." "I know that already!" She flared up, cutting him short. "I know there is a Lycan in the forest; do you think I am the Luna of this pack without any reason? It's because I am strong, so Lycan is nothing to me, so get out of my way, you lowly life, before I rip you into pieces." She growled, causing the guard to go away. Clicking loudly, Alina cursed at his disappearing figure and ran towards where she was heading.

⸻ Far to the north, hidden inside the ruins of an abandoned fortress, a cloaked figure watched the silver beacon fade into the night sky. His lips curled into a cruel smile. “So…” he murmured. “We finally found you.” He turned toward the dozen warriors kneeling behind him. “Prepare to march.” One of them hesitated. “The White Lycan is said to be unstoppable.” The man laughed. “Not before she awakens.” He fastened his black cloak around his shoulders. “For eighteen years, she has been hidden.” His crimson eyes gleamed with malice. “In two days…” he whispered. “She dies.”

I got it when I saved my sister from a nasty fall. “You can’t run from me,” he said, confidence lacing his tone. He took deliberate steps forward. I instinctively retreated, my pulse pounding in my ears. “Leave me alone.” I tried to sound stern, but the quaver in my voice betrayed me, tears pooling in my eyes, blurring my vision. His lips twisted into a snarl, a chilling expression that sent a wave of fear through me. “My Lycan chose you as his.” His voice was as cold as ice. Why would such a powerful beast choose someone like me, someone who felt more like a spare than a Luna?

I wonder if this was here before Damon brought me in or it was dropped while I was asleep. The thought of someone watching me sleep whilst sneaking into my room creeped the living hell out of me. My heart began to beat faster as I crossed the room and pulled the paper free. It was a letter written in the same handwriting of the previous letter. *Lyra,* *You think marrying the Lycan King changes who you are? You think being Luna of this pack erases what you were? You're still the same pathetic omega we've always known. Still weak and worthless. Nothing you do will ever change that.*

"The First Bloodline. The ancestors of all werewolves." "Lycans," I repeated flatly. "Like in the movies?" "Different," he said. "Lycans are... older. Primal. They don't just shift; they command the elements. They can call upon the power of the moon directly. The darkness, the fog, the violet eyes... those are the marks of a Lycan." "So you think I'm a Lycan?" I pointed at myself. "Me? Luna Rossi? The girl who trips over her own feet in gym class?"

Lykos, humbled by her benevolence, accepted her offer without hesitation. Luna raised her delicate hand, casting a radiant light that enveloped Lykos' form. The air crackled with energy as his body underwent a profound transformation. His muscles rippled with newfound strength, and a wildness flickered in his eyes. In that moment, Lykos became the first of a new breed of beings—a Lycan.

Dante sat at the very top as the Lycan King, but the pyramid beneath him was built on shifting sand. Don Moretti. The name sent a cold ripple through my mind. In this world, the Obsidian Syndicate was the sun, and everything else revolved around it. At the very center of this sun sat the Lycan King. Dante was the absolute monarch of a system that controlled international trade, high-end technology, and the laws of the supernatural world.

“This is no set-up. Trust me, only you and I know of this. And if you attack Moonstone pack on my pack on my behalf, I will attack Darkmoon pack on your behalf and get your thrown back. But it all depends on your answer.” I staggered back, eyes instinctively flinching around. “You want me to kill Susanna?” “You don’t have to hurt the Luna if you wish. You can take her back if that is what you are scared of. The main purpose is to take out the Lycan king, that way, our lives will change forever.” A pause.

She was the next Luna to be after her father since she had no brother and this was her time to show that she was capable of being Luna and leader of the Lycan pack. “Bring me those Lycan werewolves now, I’m going to kill them myself with my sword because they don't deserve to exist. They are taboos and should be wiped out completely” Mirabel heard a deep and scary voice roar out not far from where she hid and she shivered in fear of being seen.

Every step sent another wave through me. “Seraphina, wait,” Lucien called. I stopped. Part of me wanted to keep walking; another part, the foolishly hopeful part, made me stop and turn to face him. He pushed through the crowd, face pale. Up close, his jaw worked like he was fighting for the right words. For a second I thought he might take it back. “You don’t understand,” he said quietly. His eyes flicked to the watching pack members. “This was necessary. The pack needs strength right now. Selene fits better as Luna. Everyone sees it.”