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The mask hit the floor with a soft, almost insignificant sound. But to Luna, it echoed. It was loud, violent, and wrong. For a fraction of a second, she froze. It wasn’t visible and no one else would notice. But inside, everything stopped. Because she knew that symbol. Not vaguely, not distantly, but intimately. A black ink, curved like a broken spiral, cut through with three diagonal slashes, burned into the skin just below the ear. That's the mark of Black Helix.

And then she appears. Lumina walks into the courtyard slowly, dressed in ivory silk, the fabric flowing like water around her legs. Her silver hair is woven up, braided and crowned with a tiara made of wolfbone and moonstone—symbols of unity, strength, and ancient Luna power. She’s not smiling. Not yet. But her eyes meet Theon’s. And they stay there. Every step she takes is met with murmurs—wolves bowing their heads, witches pressing their palms together in respect. Even the wind seems to be quiet for her.

“I know you better than I know the back of my hand, so you shouldn't lie to me.” “I just have a lot on my mind especially with the faceless Luna and Thalos’ relentless efforts to find her.” I said, and he shrugged. “And we've been speaking about her since, but no one else has had encounters with her, except you and Thalos.” He said, and I nodded. “I think she's in some sort of hibernation phase, and when she's fully powerful, she'd strike.” I sighed. “And that's why we must find out her identity before she gains total power.” Thalos said walking in. When he wasn't being a seer, he was a good looking guy with so much wisdom.

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.

I bid them farewell before turning my attention to Luna's friends, who were busy setting up the instruments. When one of Luna's friends approached me, I almost jumped out of my seat. "Hi! We are going to play some songs later," she said. I looked at her face, trying to think of something that would help me remember her name. They are just so many! She, like Delilah, has short hair. Her brows are perfectly shaped, and she has a mole above the right brow. Her almond-shaped chocolate eyes behind those glasses are my favorite feature.

It revealed that Luna’s child had no biological relation to Absalom! Previously, Luna gained fame online for a viral short video where she wore a traditional English gown while passing through the Empyrean Tower. After that, the revelation of her being the daughter of the Woods family, coupled with her identity as the most beautiful girl of the Nilus University’s architecture faculty, garnered her even more fans. Who could have thought that their beloved “traditional English gown muse” would turn out to be a shameless homewrecker? The online community was now in an uproar, with public sentiment strongly siding with Harmonia.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

“I think she didn’t die, she is back. I said and he took a swift turn to look at me before signalling with his hand asking who was back. “The rightful Luna of the Pack and betrothed to the Alpha Karl is back but the only thing is she has lost her memory and can’t remember anything, I even heard Alpha Karl call her Avery I guess it’s a name he gave to her to have an identity,” I said waiting for a reaction because we had somehow plotted and I had made sure to do the job of taking Naya Rose the supposed Luna out and so she wouldn’t ever come back but I was wrong I didn’t kill her.

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.