Fated by The Moon
the High Priestess commanded.
Eve did. The weight of countless eyes pressed against her back, but she kept her chin high.
"In the name of the Moon Goddess, do you, Eve Langley, swear to guide the Silverclaw Pack as its Luna? To protect, to lead, and to stand beside your mate through blood and fire?"
Her heartbeat pounded like a drum. She glanced at Luca, who gave her a small nod—one of unshaken confidence.
"I swear it," Eve said.
The Priestess handed her a ceremonial dagger, its silver edge gleaming under the moonlight. Without hesitation, Eve dragged the blade across her palm. Luca did the same, and when their blood met, a surge of power rushed through her veins, sealing the vow.
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