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"Two drops for the Marriage Merger. And three drops because he tried to play father to my children.” "You’re putting ink in the breakfast." I jumped so high I nearly took out a hanging copper pot with my forehead. I spun around, clutching the whisk like a weapon. Luna was standing there. She was wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses and holding a stuffed unicorn by its horn. She looked like a miniature celebrity trying to avoid the paparazzi at 7:00 AM. "It is... ah... blue vitamins!" I squeaked, my French accent returning with the force of a high-speed collision. "For ze energy! Ze Prince, he is very... depleted."

That seemed to work for a while. During this time, our Alpha found his mate. We had a Luna, and she was beautiful, and considerate and caring. She was also a badass special wolf. We all love her so much. When she came to us, I had invited her to my birthday party. When she found out that I had only two friends coming, she made it the best party ever. She had a "unicorn", that was actually a miniature horse with a horn on her head. But my six-year-old brain only saw a unicorn. She bought each of us princess dresses and we each had a princess photo shoot with the unicorn. That night was when I found out that I had a lot in common with my Luna and I loved her so much. My Luna is a direct descen

Are you in love with anyone, Luna? *

***Luke*** "I have found her!" I shouted walking through the doors. People lifted their eyes at me and my mum asked: "Found who, honey?" "My mate, our Luna" I replied excitedly. " Oh, that's amazing news, but where is she then? " "Well that's where we have a little problem. She's a human and she doesn't seem to know who am I to her or she to me." I sat down and let my head hang, trying to figure out what should I do next and how do I tell her.

I cannot think of a more suitable luna than you. Love, Brandon

“Mate tattoo?” He nodded, his fingers grazing the edge of the design. “Every mated she-wolf has one. But when it comes to a Luna, it appears in rare and unique designs just like yours. It’s a symbol of your connection to your mate—or mates,” he added, his tone dipping with significance and emphasis. “I know what it symbolizes, Lucien,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “How did this happen?” Lucien tilted his head, his gaze searching mine. “When you said that you accepted me as one of your mates and maybe the kiss.”

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

Instead of a bar, Luna Elaine had a mini library with two reclining lounge chairs with side tables and a round center table. The former Luna loves reading. She has a collection of historical books on everything supernatural and other genres, too. She also has a mysterious shelf of unmarked books no one dared touch. They were the only ones kept inside a sliding glass enclosure with locks. It always piqued my interest, but I had to respect the rules of the house. The former Alpha and Luna busied themselves traveling abroad after successfully handing the pack over to Nathan at age 22. But they make sure to return every year for the celebration of the Summer solstice.

It was just too surreal. "Honestly, no one knows......you are not the first hybrid. Although rare but wolves have mated with witches in the past. Moreover, there is the second part of the prophecy, which says that the Alpha will be marked. He will carry the mark of Luna. A triangle within a circle. The symbol of Luna." "Like a tattoo? " "A birthmark dear." "I am pretty confident that Lucian doesn't have any such birthmark. I have seen every inch of him." I said relieved. Honestly, I preferred not to carry a special baby.

He burst into laughter and took off the glasses, placing them on his desk, “Why do you look like you’re about to poop? Come on and relax, man!” He walked up to us as we stood; he tapped our shoulders playfully as he continued to laugh. “We can never predict what mood you’re in...” “Oh, stop that. Lucas Green! We were childhood buddies!” He lurched up to me, hugging me aggressively. “Oh please sit.” He motioned to the chairs. “Fun fact: I heard Luna is with you. A quirky teenager with no skills, a mere Omega could outrun her. You should bring her here for some training.” He smirked.