Luz X Anne Novels & Stories

“Yes, it’s been a pleasure. We’ll have to do this again soon.” With that, the evening came to an end, and Luke and Anne made their way to the door, Luna hugged them and returned to her room. As soon as they were outside, and the door had closed behind them, Anne let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “That was intense,” she muttered, leaning against the car for support. “You did great,” Luke said, unlocking the car and opening the door for her. “They bought it.” “I hope so,” Anne replied, sliding into the passenger seat. “But your dad… I think he was suspicious.”

“Graham, people can resemble each other without being the same person. Anne has been with our pack for a while now, and she is not your ex-wife.” “But her eyes, her smile—it’s all Kylie!” Graham’s voice grew louder, his desperation palpable. His hands gestured wildly, accentuating his words. Trying to maintain a semblance of decorum amidst the rising tension, I interjected, “Graham, I’m sorry you’re upset, but I really am not Kylie. I’m Anne, Logan’s Luna, and I have been Anne all my life.” Logan nodded in support, his expression firm. “Graham, you’re causing a scene. Anne is not Kylie. You have to accept that and move on.”