Rejected, Then Crowned Luna
They didn’t explode, they didn’t tremble, they simply moved aside.
A man stepped forward. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair falling loosely across his forehead. His eyes were not silver like the wolves of Silverpine. They burned a deeper molten gold.
The entire clearing felt him, one by one, wolves knelt. Warriors, Betas, even elders.
Ryan stayed standing and so did I. Not because I was fearless, but because I couldn’t move.
The silver under my skin pulsed again, toward him.
“You were rejected,” the stranger said, looking directly at me.
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