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"Aria, you're my sister! Marcus, you're my mate!" Marcus took a step toward her, then stopped, running his hand through his hair in a gesture she once found endearing. Now it just made her feel sick. "Luna, I... I didn't mean for it to happen this way. But Aria and I... we connected. She understands me in ways you never could." "Understands you?" Luna's voice cracked. "We're mates! The Moon Goddess chose us for each other!" "The Moon Goddess makes mistakes," Aria said coolly, moving to stand beside Marcus and taking his hand. "Marcus needs someone strong, someone who can truly be a Luna. Not someone who still acts like a little girl playing dress-up."

The only place where I could breathe without feeling the stares of my packmates regarding me with disdain because I was just an omega. I sat on the smooth rocks, letting the cool river wash over my toes. The moon was just beginning to rise, pale silver against the blue sky. I clasped my hands and whispered, “Please, Moon Goddess. Don’t let me be alone anymore. Please give me someone who will see me.” Selene’s voice was soft, certain. “You won’t be alone, Aria. Trust me. Our fate is waiting.” I hugged my knees to my chest, my heart full of hope and fear.

She tells you sadly. "I can't get through summer without you." You almost cry. "I'll still come for thanksgiving." Tara tries to reassure you. "Sure." You feel deflated. "Anyway, let's make the most of tonight, spin the bottle?" She beams. "Fine." You laugh. Tara grabs an empty bottle, Nate comes back in. "A drink for my..." Nate stops as he sees Tara. "Your what?" Tara gasps. "Olivia, she wanted a drink." Nate blushes.

My heart was beating, fear and rage fighting in me. “The moon,” she said in a voice shaky but certain. “It’s… calling me.” Before I could reply, her eyes snapped shut, and the lunar mark flared to life, drawing a silvery light across the clearing. The ropes holding her shivered and turned into ash. She lurched to her feet, her body shaking but her eyes hard. Rhys fell, his spell broken, his dagger falling from his hand.

_Aria's POV_ If there was nothing left for me in this pack, why was I still staying? The question refused to leave my mind. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring through the window as moonlight spilled across the forest beyond the pack borders. Downstairs, I could still hear faint music and laughter drifting through the house. The celebration was continuing. People were dancing, talking and enjoying themselves while my entire world had fallen apart. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Nothing had really changed. The rejection hurt more than anything I had ever experienced but the truth was that my life had been miserable long before Kael Voronov walked into that ballroom. His rejection had simply

Her hair had been held in a bun so it didn't sweep over the medicine applied to her back, but there were so few loose strands dancing on her face. "No one would accept a relationship between us," Ariana said, and I felt the pain in her voice. "We are worlds apart," she went on. "I am human, how can I be a luna?" she asked with her head lowered, and I raised her head, placing my finger under her chin. "Don't think about that," I said to her. "What do you know about fated mates, when it comes to my world?" I asked her and read the pain, confusion and fear altogether in her eyes.

His voice echoed through the church, deep and commanding. "Under the witness of the Moon Goddess, we gather here to bind what fate has written in the stars. A blood oath, sealed by the sacred chalice, will determine the path forward.” I felt my heart pound against my ribs. Lucas stepped forward, his gaze locked with mine. “Do you, Ariana, swear to uphold the oath of the Moon? To accept the will of the Goddess, no matter the cost?” My breath hitched, but I managed to nod. “I do.”

Above them, the moon shone brighter. And in its light, Aria closed her eyes and whispered to the life within her, You’re safe.

We’ve been standing in silence for a few lazy minutes until I finally decided to break the ice. "T-the m-moon is lovely tonight," I stutter. It was a very lame punch line to start a conversation but my mind went blank and couldn't think of anything. "The moon is lucky that you were able to see its beauty. I doll up tonight for you, and you didn't even notice it," Aria annoyingly answered.

Ariana Rain, relentless and unforgiving, seemed to mirror the tempest that raged within my heart. I stood at the edge of the Blood Moon Pack's territory, drenched to the bone, my soul heavy with the weight of rejection. The memory of his cold laughter reverberated in my mind, a cruel reminder of the chasm that separated us.