The Luna he used
"I told him that maybe the war between humans and werewolves will finally end."
For a brief second, silence surrounded them.
Then Damien lifted his hand and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.
"It will end," he promised firmly. "I swear it to you, Aurora."
She searched his face, wanting desperately to believe every word.
"My people may hate humans now," Damien continued, "but when you become my Luna, they will have no choice but to accept peace. No more bloodshed. No more graves."
Aurora's heart beat faster.
"You really think they will accept me?" she asked quietly.
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