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Chris' PoV After the meeting in our company was done, I went to my office to carry out some paperwork which took longer than expected, by the time I have completed them and checked them off, everyone was already gone except for me and my secretary (Lyla) who helped me out to finish the day off before making our way outside. Lyla was one of my trusted worker and ally, despite how the company was full of human employees, Lyla is actually not a human but instead a witch and therefore she knows of my identity, she was also the one who looked after me when I was in pain due to my ex-mate, she also taught me about medicine and potions so I was able to make them which can help wolves at critical mo

This felt like it wasn’t going to end in a good way anyway. “That’s funny, you told me that wolves and witches have never been together in a very long time,” I said calmly, staring deeply into his reflection in the window. “I know I said that, but I was wrong and I lied. Years before you were born, Witches and werewolves did live together and there was no argument. The moon goddess sent someone else to us, A demigod named Ratar. But something tragic happened.” “Demigod?” Was this a joke or what?

DIANE'S POV "You stupid bitch, what do you mean by I have limited time in this house?" Luna Morgana asked. "You refused to tell me what you mean by my days are numbered in this house, so, why would you expect me to answer your question?" I asked. "You are just bluffing. I am Alpha Denzel's Luna and will forever be his Luna. As I told you before, I know that you are envious of me as well as my position. Unfortunately for you, you are just a maid and can never be mated to any man in a high position except an Omega like yourself," she said.

Afterward, Lyla took a deep breath and looked at Rebella, saying, “I know your dissatisfaction isn’t just about my ways. You’re suspicious about me. “I’m not a Dark Being and didn’t participate in the struggle to seize the Forladtt Land. I’m not related to the emperor either. I’m just someone from the Timaeus SEct that had surrendered to him and am not worthy to rule. “Moreover, I forced everyone to stay in the Forlatt Land and stopped you from fighting Tai Chi’s hounds. You think I refuse to open a passage to Skynet because I don’t want to find our emperor and take this place for myself.” The group against Lyla had awkward looks on their faces. The elders who supported Lyla, on the other ha

It's ok; stand up and follow her to the nearby clinic for proper treatment," I said, leaving while she followed the omegas that excited Luna to where she would be treated appropriately. What warrant to this nonsense Helen had done? I thought we'd settled this issue long ago; why did she want to implicate me in a severe case, this deadly time I just executed a couple? Doesn't she know that if the news that I slept with an Omega leaked, it could result in my being disqualified? As if she has forgotten the rules of this pack. Immediately, I saw Marcus and Sebastian running back to the clan and panting. "What exactly is going on in this pack? Who the hell is looking for my wrath?" I groaned.

the man muttered, thoughtful. “I am Leonhard, alpha of the Lunar Eclipse pack—or what remains of it. This woman in my arms is my incredible Luna, Victoria. We have been imprisoned separately for the last thirteen years by Fiona and her witches. We are your parents, our dear Liira,” Leonhard said, never taking his eyes off me. How do I know this is true? How can I believe something so unbelievable? I was confused, overwhelmed. I had no idea what to do next. I looked at Jackson, hoping he had answers—but he was just as perplexed as I was.

But there was none. The council leader, a wise and fair alpha named Atlas, spoke up. "Let us proceed with the trial. Sandra and Rhoda, you have been brought here to answer for your crimes against the kingdom. How do you plead?" Sandra snorted, her expression defiant. "I plead not guilty, of course. I am the rightful Luna of the snow moon pack, and I will not be swayed by these false accusations." I took a deep breath, preparing to present the evidence against her. But just as I opened my mouth to speak, a commotion erupted at the back of the hall. The doors burst open, and a figure strode in, their presence commanding attention.

Legend has it that Athena emerged from Lake Gayank—born of its mystical waters—and even as a child, her power was unmatched. Her story intertwined with that of Prince Lucius, a banished royal from Decresh. King Baeon had deemed him weak and unworthy, unable to generate energy like the other royals. Cast out and disgraced, Lucius wandered until he met Athena. She took him under her wing, becoming both his master and his source of power. Athena allowed him to draw energy directly from her, which ultimately linked him to the lake itself. This bond transformed him into a force no one could stand against.

"He is your true mate. The bond will form naturally, without my intervention, when you're ready. Don't let fear keep you from it." Heat flooded my face. "I... yes, my Goddess." "Good." She began to fade, silver light dissolving. "Make me proud, daughter. Show them what a Luna with true power can accomplish." She was gone. The chamber remained silent for a long moment. Then Sophie Chen's voice rang out from where she stood with her mother in the observer section. "Long live Luna Sera! True Luna of the Crescent Moon!" The cry was taken up by others. Omega families. Young wolves. Even some of the traditional families are caught up in the moment.

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.