Broken Luna Rise Back
His eyes locked on me instantly.
For a moment, everything else disappeared.
I walked toward him slowly, each step echoing on the marble floor. My heart pounded not from fear, but from the weight of everything that had led to this moment.
When I reached the dais, Dylan took my hand gently, his thumb brushing my skin. His eyes were soft but proud.
“You look divine,” he whispered.
“And you,” I murmured back, “look like trouble.”
He chuckled quietly before turning to face the gathered pack.
The Elder Priest stepped forward, holding the coronation scroll. “We gather here to crown our Luna,” he began. His voice carried through the hall, calm and commanding. “Elsa of the Moonstone Pack, chosen by t
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