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I couldn’t blame him. And then it happened. Kane stepped forward and laid the ancient book on the table. The legendary Luna,written in moonstone ink and consist of the four powers. Only a true Luna could open the book and view the readings. Sophia touched the book and opened it. She wasn't thrown back with force from the book,she read every details in it. No burn. No rejection. No resistance. Just silence. The room shifted. They all sat upright, as if waking from a trance. Regret painted their faces,ugly, slow, and too late. I saw it in the way their eyes flicked toward her empty seat, the very one they once said she didn’t deserve.

Chapter 114 – The Gray Star’s Deception The gray star glimmered in the nexus’s starfield, its light subtle, almost elusive, like mist slipping through fingers. Jessica led her companions along the path, the obsidian surface now threaded with faint, silvery veins that pulsed with a quiet menace. The golden star’s warmth lingered in her, a steady glow where her spark once burned, but the hollowness remained, a soft ache sharpened by the gray star’s whisper: *“You weave with light, but I weave with secrets. Come find me, Jessica.”* The new weaver’s voice was cunning, intimate, as if they knew her—not just her name, but her fears, her losses.

I looked ahead, toward the packhouse—toward the heart of corruption. “Yes,” I murmured. “And when we do, not even Dominic’s blind loyalty will save Evelyn from me.” We had barely stepped into the courtyard when a shrill, all-too-familiar voice made me stop in my tracks. “Well, well… if it isn’t the disgraced ex-Luna,” Luna Grace’s voice slithered through the air like venom. She stepped into my path at the top of the dungeon staircase, arms crossed and chin raised high with that same smug superiority she had always worn like a crown. “Still clinging to your little fairy tale about being the noble daughter? How pitiful.”

My gown burnt and my crown glowed red-hot. “You stole everything.” She screamed like an angry ghost and raised her hand. I stood there charred and frightened as I watched greenwood burn behind her. It was like the day we lit the stake. it was so real like it was happening again—but this time, worse. The pack house collapsed in flames. Wolves ran, screamed, but thaila just stood there, on the ashes of my kingdom like it was her birthright. “I am the true Luna,” she said, her voice low and final. “You would never be.”

My head shot up before I even realized it, and I found him standing too closely before me, his sharp eyes inserted into my skull as though he was already thinking of digging my grave. “Alethea Maddox,” He started, his jaw flexing as he uttered my name. “You don’t get to decide for me who’s worthy of being my Luna. I make my own decision. Now, leave.” He rasped, turning away from me and striding toward his seat, or so I thought. Instead, he halted at the table, snatched the document, and I gasped out loud.

Chapter 16: Rise of the Chosen The night air grew colder as Luna stood at the center of the clearing, her heart steady and calm. The relic in her hand pulsed faintly in time with the flow of her blood, and as their connection deepened, the moon shone brighter above, its rays wrapping about her like a protective cocoon.

“You can’t swim, Selene. You’ve never been able to. And no one’s out here to help you.” Confusion and disbelief flooded my thoughts, but before I could make sense of her words, Elara stepped forward, her hand outstretched. “Goodbye, Luna,” she spat, a sneer on her lips. Then, without warning, she shoved me hard. My body fell into the lake, the cold shock of the water making me shudder. I gasped for breath, my hands scrambling for purchase, but the water was too strong, too deep. The current pulled me under, and I tried to fight, to keep my head above the surface, but the rain came down harder, the thunder louder.

I was no longer just Seraphina; I was Luna, not merely in title but in power. My blood still dripped onto the broken runes beneath me, but this time the earth responded differently. The ground trembled, vines and roots bursting from the soil, wrapping around my legs and spreading outward in waves, swallowing friend and foe alike. Silverclaw had awakened, and it demanded order—balance through sacrifice.

“Mother Luna gave me a gift. I was supposed to use it only while I recovered my strength.” Everyone gasped at the same time as noted, understanding. Did they dare judge and doubt a daughter of the moon? A predilection daughter, in addition. The protective mantle that Mother Luna gave me shone, proud to be shown. Mother Luna knew that I had not betrayed our encounter. The members of the community, including my grandfather, leaned before me. I watched in amazement as everyone, prostrated one knee on the floor and lowered his head. “Sienna,” my grandfather spoke with solemnity. “You have our full support. What do you need?”

Chapter 32 Suicide Luna slowly opened her eyes. The white ceiling was the first one who greeted her. Her mind was still flying around. Until she felt someone moved beside her. When she looked beside her, there was Gavin, with his hand wrapped around her waist. But the worst is, the other one was placed on her breast. She bit her lower lip and slowly sat down, avoiding waking him up.