Rejected mythical Luna
Her voice lifted, calm and firm, as the moon hovered full above us.
“It’s time to welcome a new addition to the pack,” she declared. “Not only as a member, but as our Luna, as mother of the pack.”
Cheers erupted around us, voices sharp and overwhelming. My head spun with the sound.
Lucy handed Aries a knife. Without hesitation, he drew it across his palm, blood spilling dark and steady. Then he turned, eyes soft as he offered it to me.
I inhaled deeply, took the blade, and drew it across my palm. The sting was sharp, but I ignored it, holding his gaze.
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