His Hidden Luna
Her heart throbbed with every step, her soul bleeding from the wound of rejection.
When she reached the river, her strength gave way. She fell to her knees, staring at the moon that had once felt like her protector. The night air was cold against her skin, but she barely felt it.
“May the Goddess protect you,” she whispered through trembling lips, “even if you do not want me.”
Her voice cracked, carried away by the wind.
Back in the courtyard, Kael remained alone long after the pack dispersed. The torches had burned low, their flames flickering like dying stars. He stared at the empty space where she had stood, the ghost of her scent still clinging to the air.
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