Rogue Luna
When he passed the final trial, the most sacred moment of all arrived—the claiming.
The air grew still. Derek took my hand gently and led me to the center of the ceremonial site. He knelt before the Moon Goddess altar, drank the sacred water offered by the High Witch, then stood and turned to me, his fangs slowly elongating, gleaming under the moonlight.
He was ready to mark me.
The entire pack watched in reverent silence.
I closed my eyes, heart pounding, preparing myself for the eternal bond.
But before Derek could sink his fangs into my neck, a blur of motion shattered the silence.
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