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“Okay?” Taking the tissues out, and pulling out the most beautiful white silk button up oversized shirt and matching shorts. It said Luna on the back. “I got matching ones but it doesn’t say Luna!” Emmy held up hers. “I love it!” “Good, I’m going to shower and you need to wait for the rest till I bet back!” She took off. Grabbing some lotion, I was able to put some on, get dressed and was working on blow-drying my hair before she came out. “Oh good! You got it started.”

He remains silent, his eyes not leaving mine until he starts to laugh. “You think I will make a deal with you, Zachary? My wife is Luna, one after the moon goddess’s heart. She can give me all the cure I want in the world and you think I will settle for you? Come on man, I thought you were smarter than that. Well” he gestures to my hand where a wound is still bleeding, “you might want to check that, it’s not going to heal. Ir is coated with silver” “What?” “Do not show up at my party uninvited Zachary, do not come in front of my wife and do not even think about her”

I say with my eyes closed as she performs magic on my face, "Can you explain a bit more about the Luna position I'm being thrown into? Because I don't know what's expected of me." "Today not much, so don't fret," she says with a calm voice, "A Luna is the female representation of the whole pack, a symbol of girl power, if you will. And a mother-figure to the people. Every little girl will look up to you, so you have to act gracefully in public. No swearing, no crass comments, no fighting with anyone. People will come to you for advice before they come to Alpha Leo, you're a... caregiver. A softer extension of your mate."

Sly’s eyes follow my gaze and he smiles, waving at the little one. She waves back, and I notice she’s holding her mother’s hand. Blinking, I see that her hair isn't black but brown and her eyes hazel, not Sly’s bright blue. “Mama,” the little one tugs on her mother’s sleeve. “Who’s the pretty lady?” “Shh,” the she-wolf pulls her pup up onto her waist. “It isn’t polite to stare. See her ring and her mark? She’s a Luna.” The little girl’s eyes widen, “Wow! She’s a princess! Is that man her prince?”

Kovie is a war-lord, Maggies is a witch, both of them craved power. Garou as a rising nation seemed to be the best place to get it, plus the Luna is a descendant of the moon goddess, I understood their plans perfectly. I stared at the recently finished sketch of Luna's, I took a snap and sent it to her. I don't know what the fuck I am doing, but I am sure I am doing what I wanted to do. The picture ticked seen, Luna didn't reply back, not like I should be expecting her to anyways.

I was wearing a white power suit, tailored to perfection, with a pair of four-inch Louboutins that sounded like a countdown on the marble floor. "Mommy, Leo is being a CEO again," a small, melodic voice chirped behind me. I turned, my Ice Queen mask melting instantly. Luna was sitting on the velvet sofa, her violet eyes—the ones I had to hide with specialized drops whenever we went out—sparkling with mischief. She was holding a holographic tablet, her silver-blonde hair braided into neat crowns.

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

I have seen the design somewhere before, but I couldn't quite place where. Wait, I know! It's the symbol of the Wolf Warrior. But why is it with Luna? Could she be connected to the Wolf Warrior in some way? But how is it possible when Luna is a human?

Giovanna grins. The Luna smiles and looks like she’s about to leave the room when she freezes, staring at my mates exposed mark. It turned out beautiful. It’s all black and has kind of a tribal feel. It has imagery depicting a full moon with claw marks on either side circled by a large bite mark that wraps from the front of her shoulder to the back. It’s the most beautiful mark I’ve ever seen, but it’s entirely possible that I’m just biased.

Inari is right; they are too young to understand what they are truly seeing and why they are seeing it. "I don't think we are going to get any more information from them. I think the images they saw are too complex for them to decipher. We should help calm them with our Luna aura." I tell Inari. The Luna is the pack's mother and can give comfort to anyone in her pack using the Mother Luna aura.