The Hidden Luna
Elara swore softly, like someone hearing a locked door remember it once had a key.
“Two living anchors,” my mother said. “Not one. The true Luna does not rule alone. She binds with a witness who can check her, recall her, and keep command from turning into hunger.” Her gaze moved, finally, unmistakably, to Ty.
My heart slammed once against my ribs, hard enough to hurt. Ty went still in that terrible way people do when fate turns its face toward them. The bond between us flared, no longer only pain or longing or instinct, but sudden terrifying possibility. Not just mate. Counterweight. Witness. The person who could either keep me human or watch me become something else.
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