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He looked up through the branches at the sky. The moon was almost full again. She draws wolves, he thought. Even there. Even in that place. Hold on, Mira. We're coming.

Inside, the wolf smiled with me, my accomplice. As the car pulled away, I glanced in the mirror and saw Carlos' reflection beside me, serious, worried, completely absorbed in the paper I had written for him. The Moon Festival was approaching, and now there was no doubt: the real Luna would be me.

“Tristan, my sweet boy, your mother and father loved you so much. Your parents, myself, Alpha Jack, and Gamma Blake all agreed to this from the day your sister was born.” “Little moon,” I heard Braxton say softly. We all turned to him, and I saw a sweet smile spread across Luna Maria’s face. “Yes, she is our little moon, gifted from the moon goddess herself.” She reached over and grabbed Braxton’s hand while she looked deeply into his eyes, “You have a very important role to play in her life.” She then took her hand back and looked over all three of us, “All three of you have important rolls to play.”

I asked again, hating myself, but after a bit for whatever it was that they had done to me or had to say. “Please Alorra…. You don't actually mean you believe he flies; why would I plan out any of this? I had nothing to do with this; it is worn by the moon goddess; she bears my witness.” Clark was quick to respond. Although he had not expected some sort of thanks or appreciation of any kind, he felt sour seeing the claims trivia had made against him. Especially with gawking at it baselessly like he had at some sort of game, it was killing Clark.

"I'm sure that was just her trickery, right, Darling?" "Sorry, my dear Luna. I agree with Rutherford," Ikaros said. The man glanced at me for a moment, and our eyes met. "I want to scold you. But you look pale. Are you sick?" I refused to answer. I had suddenly turned into a terrifying furry creature, and I began to believe that Lorelei was a witch, or at the very least, I was being pranked and there was a hidden camera capturing my expression. Now the fur was gone from my skin, but I was still traumatized.

I was always looking forward to the future. And it is due to this that I met my first and only friend within the Night Moon Pack, her name was Lydia Rose. The daughter of the Night Moon Pack’s beta. She is pretty and kind-hearted however looks can be deceiving, as we got to know each other. Overtime, I found out that she was more of a troublemaker and also quite daring, unafraid of telling others about her opinions which sometimes I envy a lot however it might be due to her position making her more of a carefree person than me who has no one.

Literally that’s the truth, a burden just left my shoulders. I have reached the balcony. I Stand very close to the guardrail but I don't lay my hand on it . I fold my hands and place them on my chest. The radiation of the moon light on my face is riveting. The moon is almost full so it is very bright. I raise my head and look at it with a grimace . Slowly, a smile rushes on my face. While still staring at the moon. I draw even close to the Balustrade.

I guessed, her attempts of being nice to me paid off well—she officially became Nathan’s girlfriend at the very night they visited the spring. I heard Nathan told my mom about the night the pack went to bail on the Full Moon celebration to go to the spring and proved the fairy tales about Moon Goddess. He swore he didn’t hear any of my howling that time because they were trying to make an offering so the Moon Goddess would appear before them. However, while the Goddess didn’t appear, Selene was convinced that Nathan was her mate.

“He isn’t my mate anymore. Didn’t I tell you that already?” His eyes widened. He studied my face for a few seconds. “How is that possible?” he mumbled. “I’m not sure, but it’s gone.” I said. “Nathan and I talked to the Moon Goddess. She told me that he was my cursed mate. She told him that his Goddess-given mate was waiting for him at his pack.” Logan’s eyes widened even more. “I though that you were confused and tired when you said that.” he mumbled, staring at me completely shocked.

"Fear is. The original families were so afraid of losing control that they never stopped to ask why these beings were reaching out in the first place." A sudden burst of giggles drew our attention. Violet had somehow convinced Sparkles to join her in a twirling dance, their combined energy creating spirals of light that hung in the air like frozen fireworks. "More friends coming," Violet announced cheerfully, pointing at the sky where subtle shifts in reality were becoming visible. "They felt us dancing!" Sure enough, new lights were appearing, drawn by the pure joy radiating from my daughter and her unusual dance partner. But these were different – more focused, more... purposeful.