A Packless Luna
The pressure is electric, almost unbearable.
Then a voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and deliberate: “To her.” A woman steps forward, tall and poised, her beauty flawless and dangerous. Her gaze slices through me like a blade, cold, assessing, and perfectly lethal. She speaks, voice smooth yet commanding, “Explain this.”
Kael’s voice follows, calm, steady, resolute. “She is my Luna.”
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