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[face-palm] Midnight's friend: Make her yours! Midnight: And how do I do that? Midnight's friend: ........ Midnight's friend: I don't know, I'm single ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The first Moon-born noticed immediately. “You’re becoming like us already.” Lira’s chest tightened painfully. “I don’t want to lose myself.” The woman’s expression softened. “That’s the cruelest part.” “What?” “You don’t lose yourself all at once.” Silence. “It happens piece by piece.” The wind across the battlefield suddenly changed. Colder. Sharper. The first Moon-born looked toward the crimson moon immediately. Her expression darkened. “Midnight.” The High Enforcer’s face tightened. “What happens at midnight?”

* --- Luna gasped awake. The Scorchmark. Night. Stars above. The moon dark. *New.* Her skin was flushed with heat. The demon blood *alive* in her veins. Thrumming. *Ready.* She checked the sky. Felt the position of celestial bodies the way she always had—instinctively. *One hour until midnight.* Until the breach. Until her father. Luna stood. Felt the Whispering Steel pulse in her soul. Felt the demon blood singing. Felt the ghost of the severed tether where Orion should have been.

Miles was going through something, and it was evident that he didn't feel comfortable sharing it with me just yet. As the clock neared four, I quietly tiptoed into the living room. The soft, rhythmic sound of Miles' snores reached my ears, signaling that he had succumbed to sleep's comforting embrace. I let him rest, knowing that when he was ready, he would open up. The sunlight began to fade, casting orange hues across the room. Feeling restless, I decided to gently wake Miles up, hoping he had found some solace in his nap and was ready to confide in me.

////////////////////////////////////////////// POV(FIONA), I walked down straight to the beach in my uniform heading to the serving point, darkness had took over the day and the moon came to light it up, it was a full moon tonight, and it was somewhat special. I smiled at the amazing view of the tents, the tents were arranged with ranks, the first one was for the Alpha, the second for the Beta, the third for the Zeta's, the fourth for the Gammas, the fifth for the delta and I wouldn't call the last one, a rank, but I'll say it anyway, the Omega's tent since it was our serving center, the tents were half filled, and we expected more guests. The higher-ups were clanking their cups of wine whil

The laughter died down, and the message continued, “Anyway, we need to meet. Let us sail into the sunrise; let us bathe with the seals. Swim with deadly temptation and drown by night. I know I will see you there; I will be there when the sun has risen three times. You need sweetened mead and dark sunshine.” I sighed and watched the paper burst into flames before it fell to the ground like smoldering ash pieces. I knew where it was, but sweetened mead and dark sunshine took me a couple of extra minutes. Maya still looked down where the paper had disappeared.

I led my Luna straight down the center aisle, stopping dead center in front of the elders' high table. "The high council session is officially open," I rumbled, my deep, rough voice echoing off the concrete tiers like a death sentence. I reached into my jacket, pulling out the physical master data sheets of Project Midnight Eclipse and throwing them onto the center table. "Let's review the records."

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Emma. Our strength lies in our unity, in the bond we share. Together, we will overcome any obstacle that stands in our path." With our resolve steeled, we emerged from the hidden chamber, ready to face the horrors that awaited us. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting its ethereal glow upon the land. It was time to confront Malachi Ravenswood, to unravel the twisted tapestry of his dark magic, and to confront the primordial force that lurked in the shadows. As we stepped into the moonlit night, our eyes met one final time, a silent promise etched between us. We would face the unknown, no matter the cost. Silverwood's fate rested in our hands, and the

I turn to see my friends, Evans and Rico, appearing at my side. "Ready to show off those famous Mondragon reflexes?" Evans asks, his voice light but his eyes shrewd, taking in my rigid posture. I grunt in response, not trusting myself to speak. Of course I'm ready. This is my territory, my pack, my games. And Rhea is my Luna, regardless of who she works with. The announcer continues, "The Midnight Relay is a test of coordination, strength, and trust between partners. Teams will navigate obstacles, decode ancient pack symbols, and complete challenges that require perfect synchronization!"

Dear Reader, Thank you for walking this long journey with me. For holding Lunessa’s hand in the darkness. For standing beside Azrik through the fire. For dreaming with me, until the very end. But is it really the end? Some stories are too powerful to end here. Shaelith and Seraphira still have their tale to tell. ‘Twins of Midnight’ is coming January 2026. Set in a new age, where the world has shifted but their powers remain, only haunted by the mistake of their father.