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"The bodies appeared when she went missing..." "Do you mean?" "She might have something to do with this. It's the only possibility that could explain why she's able to treat the women, when even the Clan Doctor failed." "Oh, come on, man. Don't be such an ungrateful snob. I heard our Luna's a rarely seen genius who graduated from medical school in less than a year. An impressive feat, I might add, that the old Lycan could never achieve. So why would you doubt her ability?"

he yelled, horrified. “Goodbye, Brother.” Aikiz shot Ruth. Gasping for air, she looked at her brother’s corpse. She almost broke down in tears, but she had no time for that. Tonight, the moon chose Aikiz to be the new Luna. Her smell changed. In some hours, all the Alphas in the city will discover that she is the queen that can make them eligible to become Lycan. In some hours, all the Alphas will fight to death to print her and claim her womb, whether she accepts it or not. So she has only some hours left to flee.

I replied, and Zane stared at me for a while, before deciding to look away. “Last night, I finally saw who I hadn't been seeing all this while,” Ryder began, eating quietly. You were really Luna last night. The aura, the power, the dominance, the shift… everything you did was just like the ‘You’ that you were before. Quite confusing.” ‘My current situation doesn't warrant your offensive behavior,’ Luna's wolf said. “My current mental situation doesn't mean you should offend me with your behavior towards me. I remain Luna after all, no matter what I may do. " The evidence is right before your eyes, and I do not need to prove it,” I said, and began to eat.

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

A promise that their King and Queen stood unchallenged. Veldrin cradled my face in his hands, pressing his forehead to mine, our eyes locked. His warm breath brushed against my skin as his voice was low and confident. "Forever, my mate." I smiled through the tears I didn't even notice had fallen. "Forever." "...and under the watchful gaze of the Moon Goddess, the Lycan King and his Queen united as one." Asher Blackwater's commanding voice echoes through the forest.

The sour and sharp smell of their fear filled the room. Turning to Michaela, I softened my voice and opened the mind-link. “Michaela, I’m Lucienne. I’ve come to get you out of here.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and relief flooded her face as my words sank in. She nodded and tilted her head slightly. “Luna,” she whispered, her voice shaking but filled with gratitude. “What?” yelled Beatrice, her voice grating on my nerves. “How is she the Luna?” “Oh shut up, Beatrice,” she admonished. “This is Luna Lucienne. Yeah. She’s a Lycan.”

"Open your heart and let the love within guide you." Luna extended her trembling hand, its warmth contrasting with the cool surface of the altar. As her fingertips made contact, a surge of energy coursed through her, intertwining with her love for Jaxon. The chamber filled with a radiant light, casting away the encroaching darkness. Luna's body shimmered, ethereal wisps dancing around her, as her sacrifice took form. With each passing moment, Luna felt a profound sense of loss, an ache in her soul. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, as she whispered a silent farewell to the part of her she was about to release.

The hall erupted into confused whispers again. I stayed silent. That irritated me instantly. Rogues did not give gifts. They took, survived, and killed when necessary. But they did not cross into the most dangerous kingdom alive carrying wedding presents like loyal citizens seeking favor. No. There was always a motive beneath desperation. “What exactly did the letter say?” I asked. Kylian reached into his coat and handed me the folded parchment. I opened it slowly. The handwriting was rough but controlled. “To the Great Lycan King Vyan, and his Luna…”

“That thing is overpowering Ryan and Malcolm!” “And?” she challenged. “You’re the Luna.” “That doesn’t suddenly make me stronger than him.” Priscilla’s eyes hardened. “So you’ll let your Lycan King die without helping him?” The words hit me painfully. “You want history to remember you as the Luna who stood there and watched while her mate was slaughtered?” I looked back toward Ryan. He was struggling now. Actually struggling… like he was trying to tell me something but couldn't. Every instinct inside me screamed that something was deeply wrong. My wolf was terrified. Every part of my body warned me not to go near Aaron.

As he stepped forward,Lucien stomped his foot once against the ground. BOOM!! The edge of the cliff instantly collapsed. The corpses of the dead wolves fell deep into the abyss below as though that place had never existed at all. And just like that... Lucien carried Elena away in his arms. Then, the moment he fully realized Elena was his true Luna, the incomplete moon mark upon his forehead began to glow. Lucien had once heard an ancient legend. A true Lycan King would possess a perfect full moon mark upon his forehead but after the tragedy eight years ago, after losing half of his power, the glowing moon upon Lucien’s forehead had remained broken and incomplete.