The Lunar Legacy
Bind them now, or they’ll break.
Sam cleared her throat, stepping forward, boots scuffing, green eyes sweeping the hall—Mara’s glare, Jasper’s twitch, Lila’s hum, pups’ wide eyes. “Pack, listen,” she said, voice steady but fierce, tattoo tingling, Luna’s purr urging her on. “Tomorrow’s the eclipse. Zane’s coming—red eyes, claws, blood-oath. We’re ready.”
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