The Miracle Luna
“Rise, Luna. Face your pack and swear with your Alpha’s guidance.”
With shaky legs, I stood, turning to the sea of golden eyes staring at me with a mix of reverence and something else… hunger.
My throat dried up. "Swear?" I croaked, barely able to find my voice.
His lips curled slightly, not quite a smile. "Yes, mate—your loyalty, your obedience, your place as my Luna.
He then stepped forward, his towering presence commanding the crowd’s attention. “Before our people, before the Moon Goddess herself, you will swear your allegiance,” he said, his deep voice steady yet firm.