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But how was that possible? I inhaled sharply, my chest heaving. The Moon Goddess… She had answered my desperate prayer. I’d begged for a second chance—to make them pay, to exact my revenge. And here I was, reborn on the very day that had marked the beginning of my demise. I looked at Lila again, seeing her for what she truly was. A liar. A betrayer. My so-called best friend, who was sleeping with my husband behind my back. The rage that boiled inside me was unlike anything I had ever felt before. But I kept my face neutral, refusing to show her the fire that burned inside me.

“What now?” Aria turned to the flame. “Now, we unlock the truth.” She pressed her palm to the flame. Visions rushed into her mind flashes of the First Alpha’s past, of his betrayal, of the war that sealed him. And in those memories, she saw a woman. A warrior. A Luna. Her eyes. Her face. It was her. Or someone who looked exactly like her. “Aria,” Kael whispered, fear in his eyes. “You’re not just descended from him. You were her. His Luna. Reborn.”

“I have teeth.” I stood, body pulsing with the remnants of the lunar burst from earlier. My fingers sparked with white fire. Damon had taught me pain. Kael had reminded me of love. But this new version of me—this Luna? She was born from the ashes of both. And she wasn’t afraid anymore. Damon emerged from the shadows, flanked by two enforcers. His lip was split, blood staining his jaw, but he was smiling. “Touching,” he said, his voice a low mockery of concern. “But futile.”

This one goes way deeper, something that felt like my wolf was sitting up and paying attention in ways she hadn’t since I’d shifted that first time weeks ago. As if she recognized her from a place I couldn’t name. Ondine’s expression shifted a little. understanding flickering across her face before it smoothed into polite curiosity. “And what’s happening here?” She gestured to the circle, candles amd Tiana standing frozen with her vials. “An illegal bonding ceremony?” “Reinforcement ritual,” Anthony explained. “My Luna’s mark has been degrading. Tiana is stabilizing it.” “How thoughtful.” Ondine moved closer to the edge of the circle, studying the symbols with interest that felt more clinica

"Do not test my patience, Avior. If this is a joke, stop at this instant." But Avior did not look scared of her threat. Instead, he looked her in the eyes and uttered words that she honestly thought she had buried long ago. "The power of rebirth. Luna, you have that power, and you will use it to bring back Ellady." Odessa's heart was beating so fast in her chest. She feared it would explode out of her. How did he know about her power? She had no idea how it worked either. So how did he know she could bring someone back?

Silence. Something warm moved through my chest. In my first life, Luna had become a humiliating title. Something people called me because I'd married an Alpha, not because they respected me. Now Rowan stepped between me and six Council representatives. "She is my Luna." He said it like a promise. Merrick's expression hardened. "You have no authority to keep her from us." "Try me." "Rowan." I touched his arm. He glanced back. "Move." His brow furrowed.

"But you need to see this." He held up a piece of parchment—old, yellowed, with writing in a language I did not recognize. "I found it hidden in your mother's journal. The missing page." My heart stopped. "What does it say?" Drake's ice-blue eyes met mine, and I saw fear there for the first time since I had met him. "It says that every Luna who experiences rebirth does not come back alone. They bring something with them from the other side. Something that sleeps inside them until the third death." He paused. "Aria, how many times have you died?"

The air quivered as Ayla’s reflection stepped into the world of flesh and breath. She looked identical — every freckle, every scar mirrored perfectly — yet something in her eyes glowed wrong. Too bright. Too ancient. The Luna reborn. Ayla’s chest tightened as her reflection’s fingers traced the edge of Kian’s broken blade. “Funny,” the Luna said, her voice like a whisper wrapped in silk. “In every life, he still tries to protect you… and still fails.”

Every ounce of fear he had ever inspired returned to him tenfold. Luna Amber stood rigid at the edge of the clearing, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Tears burned her eyes as she stared at her daughter—no, not a daughter anymore, but something vast and terrible and beautiful. She had hidden Rebel. Controlled her. Believed it was protection. Now she understood the truth far too late. Rebel lifted her head, her voice ringing with divine authority. “I trust those who protected me. I trust those who stood between me and harm.” Her aura flared brighter, painting the clearing in blinding green light. “But those who tried to break me…”

Jewel spat, knowing the answer already. “The Alpha King,” Rhea repeated firmly. Jewel’s eyes hardened into polished obsidian as she turned her glare on me. “You think you can take the Luna Queen title? Rule over everyone? I am the niece of the Luna Queen. I am the rightful Luna Queen!” A bitter laugh slipped from my lips. “Rightful? So that’s why you allowed Jay to kill your twin brother? Threatened his mate? And Jay threatened him only because he is the Luna Queen’s nephew?”