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After the door shut behind him and the butterflies let me go, I collapsed back on the couch. "Wow, so," I glanced over at mom who was sideways to my vision. I flip over so she was right side up and I watched her attempt to pick the right words. "Alpha and Omega, Omega to Luna." Like a water faucet she started to cry, I stand and tug her into a hug.

“The goddess had matched them before she entered the labyrinth. That is why he entered, to mark his mate.” Squinting, Melissa looked at Elyssa. “Hmm, that’s odd.” Her brows furrowed as she hung her hands on her waist. “At the time, both Alfie and I couldn’t comprehend why Lucian and Rita were attacked by Thorntaurs, but if Lucian and you were matched by the goddess, then it makes perfect sense. You are an exalted!” Elyssa and Zuker exchanged glances. “What are Thorntaurs?” Elyssa wondered.

“I don’t know what I want from you. But you have spent so long trying to run from me in fear of hurting me that even now when there is no danger, you try to run still.” He watches me, then runs a hand down his face, looking worn out and tired. “I am trying to do what is best.” He sighs. “And what exactly is the best mode here?” I ask him. “We are granted only one true mate. ONE. that is you. I am the Luna, Lachlan. The queen of the supernatural. Do you truly think it would be a good look for me to deny my mate when I am meant to ensure the laws and rules of everyone?”

she mumbled behind her hand. "Fuck off, Tanya!" I groaned, slapping her arm, and she laughed like she'd just won a prize. "You're such a little shit." "Yeah, but I'm your little shit," she said with a wink. I turned away from them both and stared back at the city lights. My reflection caught faintly in the glass door—long black hair falling over the green and gold of my dress. Before me stood a Luna. A healer. A mother. A girl who just wanted to survive and ended up in the middle of an ancient legend.

I smiled. Lady Thara raised her eyebrows "Well, with all the delays, we were starting to wonder if it would ever happen" I ignored her spiteful remark. "It will be a beautiful ceremony. The whole Pack will celebrate as I am crowned Luna" Majority of them nodded, but Thara had more to say. "Of course, of course" she interrupted "but isn't it strange how much it was delayed, after all, it has been more than three years since he brought you to BloodHowl" she took a sip of her tea.

A stranger who shared her bed but not her thoughts, her dreams, or her heart. The ceremony was a blur of platitudes and shared sorrow. When it was finally over, the pack members approached her one by one, offering their condolences with hands on her arms and murmured words of sympathy. "We're here for you, Luna," a she-wolf named Elara said, her eyes filled with genuine concern. "If you need anything, anything at all, please just ask." Alessia offered a small, tight smile. "Thank you, Elara. I appreciate that."

Katla answered. So far, I could find no fault in what she and Clarissa had done. Clarissa was genuinely trying to help her. “Katla, for just learning about the situation, had understood it quickly, more quickly that us,” Sargon pointed out with approval. “She would make an excellent Luna…” “She is an Alpha, more than that,” I reminded him. “So then you called on the rectangle,” Katla continued. “Rectangle?” I asked. “Phone…” Clarissa interjected.

Nicole lifted her chin. “I am Luna by blood and by right. And I will lead. Not as the shadow of a man’s claim. Not as the broken thing you thought you left behind. But as myself. And if any of you doubt that—” her eyes swept the chamber, daring, burning, “—you can stand. And fall.” The words struck like a thrown torch. For a heartbeat, the chamber held its breath. And then the whispers began. They were sharp, frantic, hungry. Wolves exchanging looks, elders murmuring, others leaning back as though already bracing for the war her declaration had summoned.