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I turned around and the fresh mark on my back was circled by a red ring of irritated flesh, but also sat in an uninterrupted view of anyone who wanted to see it. “Ugh, I can’t believe he bit you again. And on the day of your birthday, Luna, Goddess party, thing. What are we calling this party again?” Nat asked eyeing the new mark on my back. She was wearing a strapless royal blue high low dress that accentuated her chest and clung to her slim waist. Her hair was braided over her shoulder and her jewellery and makeup was simple and classy. “No, I love it” I replied gazing at my myself some more.

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Alexander: So, you've been researching the children of the moon? Carl: Yes, when my Luna asked me to spread the word that a moon girl had awakened, I did some research to find out what to expect. That's why you haven't seen much of me lately. I've discovered some interesting things. The children of the moon are gifted children, but you already knew that. Our Luna sees the future… Alexander: Not just the future, she sees the truth.

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She looked over my shoulder. I positioned ourselves to see who she was eyeing. There stood a guy in his early 20's, I guess looking at Ava. I know him, I have seen him somewhere and a smirk formed on my face. He is the Alpha's son of the Moon Stone pack, Noah I guess. It looks like he is into this human. I guess now this makes the game more interesting. I made sure he was watching us and I slid my eyes from Ava's waist to the Butt and grabbed her butt cheeks.

Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence. And tonight, I was being delivered to them. Not as a guest. Not as a mate. As a surrogate. The Luna of my foster pack had smiled when she signed the contract. She’d kissed my cheek like a mother, as though she hadn’t just sold me. “For the good of the pack,” she had said. For the good of herself, I thought bitterly. I’d been raised under her roof since my parents died, but apparently that bond meant nothing. I wasn’t family. I was a womb to be traded for favors.

Old wolves whispered of the Ash Mother sleeping below. “She wakes for blood.” Elder Talek warned. I smiled. “Then we’ll give her Islaith’s.” A blood moon rose. The cursed pups howled first. Then others followed. Not from pain, from hunger. The curse was spreading. And still…they bowed to me. “Luna,” they whispered. But I was no Luna now. I was the Flame Between Moons. The earth beneath Hollowhold moaned. I pressed my palm to the stone. A voice answered. It wasn’t Islaith. It was older.

He wasn't pleased by a bit, but it wasn't like he had much of a choice anyway. “We need to talk,“ Victor added as he broke the silence. He couldn't understand that he had been in a relationship with Sophie for as long as he could recall. Things were good between them, but out of the blue, she claimed Matt had been her mate. Why Was the moon goddess so cruel to him, why was the universe against them being together, victor knew for one that Sophie was power hungry, but he never cared about that neither fi he let it have him weighed down he offered the best he possibly could and things eased up in such manner, however things went wrong, downsouth a whole lot.