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In such a way Iris would be marked and her innocence would be taken by the monster only. "It's decided, Iris. You would be the Luna." "I don't want to be Luna." Iris knew Moon Goddess chooses the Luna for the Alpha. People say girls die to be Alpha Leonard's mate as well as Luna. But she didn't know why would someone prefer to be Leonard's mate. A man who doesn't have morals, who doesn't know to love or care can't be acknowledged as a partner or mate. "Iris, you can't escape. I can't help you with that. Even if you have such thoughts drop them. Because remember, your escape plan will turn out to be the most pathetic and failed stance of your life."

It is my hope that they will come alive in your minds and find a place in your hearts. As you embark on this adventure of love, loyalty, and the allure of the moonlit nights, I want to express my deepest gratitude for your support. Your encouragement and feedback have been instrumental in my growth as a storyteller, and it is your unwavering support that has brought this novel to fruition. So, without further ado, dear readers, turn the page, step into the world of "Moonbound ES," and let your imagination take flight as we venture into a realm where the extraordinary meets the ordinary, and love knows no bounds.

She sighed and turned back to Isabelle. "What are you doing Isabelle?" Jessica asked, almost thinking that Isabelle had completely gone mad. "The moon!" Isabelle screamed in frustration. "Look at the moon you dumb fool!" Jessica turned again and her eyes met the full moon breaking through the clouds and shining brightly, its silver obb sending out radiant light in different directions. "That's the full moon!" Isabelle screamed. "It's the night of the blood moon!" That was when the realization hit Jessica square in the face. The night of the blood moon Draven wasn't locked up and she wasn't there close to him to stop his blood lust!

Rowan Hale—the man who once burned his whole life to keep Voss Voss warm—was finally ready to let her go. Three years ago, he had destroyed our bond for her. He’d stood in the healer’s ward, blood staining his hands, and said to me: “You’ll recover from this, Mira. Voss won’t.” But now, his voice carried weariness instead of conviction. “This guilt eats at me,” he whispered. “I gave her gold once and walked away. Maybe this is punishment from the Moon Goddess.” He paused, staring into the flames as if they could burn the truth clean.

I nodded once, hoping it was the truth, even though the lie tasted bitter. From outside the chambers, I could hear the sound of music already playing, the chanting, the roar of the Crimson Moon Clan, as they gathered in the courtyard. My pack, my own people. Tonight has been planned as the night they would all bow to me not because of tradition, but because, out of all the young maidens, the Moon itself would recognize me. But instead of feeling special, the Moon awkwardly felt… far. “A Luna should at least feel full tonight,” I murmured. “Like the feeling gotten from standing under rain after a drought.”

“Brenna, let me know tomorrow if you would like to present yourself before the Moon Goddess as a potential Luna. The full moon is in a few days, so we must prepare.” The Blood Moon was coming, too. But I still had a bit more time. As if reading my mind, she turned and smiled. “The Blood Moon is in three months. Fear not; you have plenty of time to get to know the Alpha before.” I nodded, tilting my head to the side. “And if I reject him as my Mate?”

Kane looked like a walking corpse, standing at the very front. My parents sat dead-eyed in the front row, totally drained. The only one who looked vibrantly alive was Isla. She wore a perfectly tailored black lace dress. Her makeup was flawless. Clutching a white handkerchief, she squeezed out a few fake tears. But she couldn't hide the raw ambition burning in her eyes. Halfway through the service, Isla couldn't wait anymore. She stepped right up to Alpha Marcus, my mother, and the powerful pack elders. "Father, Mother, Elders. Losing my sister breaks my heart." She choked back a sob, but her chin was held high. "But this is not the time for weakness. The Crescent Moon Pack needs a Luna."

"The Void is a hungry place for those who carry the burden of mortality. Why struggle? The Moon has already made her peace with the Creator. We are the new order. You are just the refuse of a failed experiment." "The Moon Goddess made a pact with a monster to save her own throne," Lyra said, her obsidian blade glowing with a lethal violet light. "That’s not an order, Isabella. That’s a surrender." "Surrender is a matter of perspective," Isabella replied, her fingers tracing the ruby in the locket. "I have eternity. I have a seat at the right hand of the one who made the stars. What do you have? A broken Alpha and a son who has forgotten your name?"

"How are you?" "Still breathing," my voice was a thin thread. "Barely." Isla was an oath-keeper, a respected position from a neutral pack. More importantly, she was my only friend. "The will you mentioned…" "Do you remember it?" I managed to sit up and pulled a small, wrapped bundle from under my pillow. "This is the last thing I have to give." Inside the cloth was a Moonstone, milky-white and glowing with a soft light. "Is this... the Luna's Moonstone?" Isla whispered, her voice full of awe. "Hazel, this contains the very essence of your Luna power!"

My words were swallowed by the sound of the door clicking shut behind Kael. Just then, my phone rang. It was my best friend, Elowen, "Iris, the full moon is in three days. I'll come to bring you back to the Underworld." "Okay, I'll be ready on time." I replied. In just three days, I could leave Kael forever, severing all ties with him once and for all. The next morning, Luna didn't show up for my daily massage at the usual time. When I wheeled myself into the living room, she was lounging on the sofa like the lady of the mansion, a plate of fresh fruit resting in front of her.