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And he feels, she can make a fine Luna. Yes, I know she can be a great Luna with her skills and of no doubt, I know she possesses all of the great qualities he speaks, I watched her grown as a child in the pack and watched how she was abused and I couldn’t help. I’m sorry she can’t be my Luna. Rebecca will definitely make a good Luna and my parents made her my choice so I can’t object that.

That’s why he was so willing to help her. Here I was convincing myself Layla played a role in it all. But he was her mate. I recalled my parents' words “She’s got a second chance, mate. So you’ve lost any chance of her now. Kind of a shame she would’ve been a great Luna for us, but now she will be one for Silvermoon. At least Lucian had eyes in his head” “And a brain”. Saige stormed out of the room wearing a skimpy night gown that couldn’t do its job at covering her body. The sight of her made me even angrier.

me. The silver had burned. The baby had gone quiet for twenty minutes and I thought I’d lost him. I hadn’t. He kicked now, hard, like he was angry too. “Begin.” Luna Mother’s voice was soft. Deadly. She sat on the Alpha’s stone throne in a gown of silver silk, her white hair braided with diamonds. She looked like a queen. She looked like Kieran. Same ice-blue eyes. Same mouth made for cruel words. But where Kieran’s cruelty was a blade, hers was poison. Slow. Smiling.

I took my seat at the head of the table and let the silence stretch until every whisper died. “I called this meeting,” I began, my voice steady, “to inform you of a decision already made.” A few brows lifted. Some elders leaned forward. “I have chosen a Luna for the Silvercrest Pack at last,” I said. “Her name is Gina.” The reaction came like a wave crashing into rock. “What?” one elder exclaimed before catching himself. “A Cold Claw woman?” another muttered openly. “The one Darius just divorced.” I didn’t interrupt them. I let the noise swell…confusion, disapproval, disbelief until it burned itself out.

“The Moonstone has spoken. Luna is worthy.” The crowd erupted in howls of approval, but the elders remained still. Their approval would require more than fire and flesh. That night, the moon rose higher than it had in weeks, its glow drenching the Silverfang territory in argent light. Kael stood outside the ceremonial hall, shirtless, his tribal markings glowing faintly. Luna approached him, adorned in a sheer silver wrap that clung to her curves, her hair wild like the night wind. “You called for me?” she asked, her voice low, knowing.

“I understand. I will do my best to learn and meet the court’s expectations.” Silver’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she did not speak again. Instead, she moved back slightly, as if observing me through careful calculation. During the next hour, I noticed subtle murmurs and glances between the women. Silver had clearly whispered to a few of the more conservative members earlier, subtly suggesting that my past might make me unsuitable for the role. Some faces held doubt, some cautious curiosity. I could not undo what she had said, but I could control how I reacted. When a question about the responsibilities of a Luna arose, I answered with clarity and precision, describing the duties as I had l

"I choose to accept my destiny," Luna declared, her voice ringing clear in the silver moonlight. "Not for revenge, not even for love, but because I've seen what happens when pain goes unhealed. I choose to be the bridge, the healer, the Silver Moon Luna." The moment the words left her lips, the silver moon above seemed to pulse. A beam of pure moonlight descended, enveloping Luna in its radiance. Her body lifted gently off the ground, and everyone watched in awe as she transformed.

He rolled his eyes. “I don’t know her name.” Was all Kael said looking away. He was clearly ashamed to be caught picking up a girl. Cadogen finally looked at me. His blue eyes drank me in. I felt like I was going to combust under the weight of his stare. He shook his head like he was shaking a memory off. His eyes went softer. “So little dear what is your name?” He purred. My skin prickled up. “I’m Lucrezia," I said, trying not to sound as pathetic as I did the first time. He leaned back in his chair, really taking me in.

But I'd known him since we were pups! I was born with the mark of the Moon Goddess, symbolizing my identity as the Luna. The former Alpha, Lucian Thornwood, took me in and raised me alongside his heir, Ronan. We lived and ate together, all under one roof. Since I was young, I knew I was the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess and that I'd become Ronan's mate once I turned 18 years old. But it never occurred to me that being with me made Ronan feel trapped instead of happy.

“You are not a mistake. You are the future Luna. You are my mate. The only mate I will have. I will not accept a substitute. I will only have you.” “Kata is two years younger, from a mate bond, and stronger,” I say still sobbing. “She is not who the goddess chose for Luna. You are. And I Chose You every day, for the rest of my life.” I start crying more and more. He is holding me as I cry.