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This place always soothed him. “Blake Silver,” Remus continued. “Son of Caelum. Heir of this pack. Step forward.” I was already there, but I took one step anyway. The movement felt symbolic. Like crossing an invisible line. Remus held out a shallow bowl made of silver stone. Inside it burned a small flame. Clean and bright. “Place your hand above the fire,” he instructed. “And speak.” I raised my hand. Heat brushed my skin but did not burn. The flame recognized me. It always did.

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So he just marked me with scent and put me in his hut until he would find his nerve. Imagine being so big and powerful, but being too nervous to claim a mate. Most would just mark them without any consideration, but Remus was a rare and genuine wolf. He had heart and conscience, and much respect for me. I will never find another Remus. We remained here, in our own little world, for a week. Remus was fading quickly, and despite his threats through the link I did not leave him. It wasn't in me. As badly as I hated to see the others die, he was the one that devastated me. He became colder, and his pain increased. I gathered every herb or salve I could scavenge, and blanket too. I laid against h

When our eyes met, he winked at me, and I kept a straight face, darting my gaze on the Alpha on the left. His casual clothes made him appear more approachable, and his smile was gentle. "The rumors had underestimated how striking the mere sight of you is! I must say, Luna Iris, you stole the very air out of my lung the moment that I rested my sight on you." The Alpha on the right abruptly uttered. A yawn tried to escape from my lips, but I kept a straight expression as I gazed at him and asked, "You are?" A faint laugh echoed from his mouth, and then he said, "My apologies for abandoning such important information. I am Alpha Remis of the Aurora clan."

' 'Howl, howl', went the screams of appreciation and approval from the subjects. When they quietened down, Millicent concluded by speech with this assurance, 'I'll be back with Alpha Sylvester and possibly Alpha Christopher, of the Moon Ville Pack to address you further when you are settled in for you shall have their backing and support. I am the Luna of the pack afterall!'

I rolled on top of her, my stone eyes locked into her indigo gaze, and everything was as it should be for a fleeting moment. But then darkness descended- a disruption of shadows materialized around us. Rouges appeared, their presence starkly contrasted with the tranquillity we once knew. Lupin, my unwavering, fearless wolf, stood tall in his blue-black fur, ready to defend what was ours. There was nothing but emptiness to the right where Kimberly's white wolf should have stood.

Owen asked his mouth opened and eyes budged. Alexios nodded. He had heard it clearly "Mate" His wolf had called out to her. "Then what are we doing here. Let's go meet her. I am curious about her." Owen was the most excited as his job as the next pack Gamma is to serve the Luna as her left-hand man. While she has her mate as her right-hand man, the Gamma is the one the Luna should be able to confide in the most. The one whose the Luna's safety comes top priority.

Delta is howling in my mind but despite the euphoria, I notice something that he doesn’t seem to. “I’m Remington, but everyone calls me Remi.” “Doctor Remi,” she says with a nod. “Yes, yeah thats me.” Our hands are still together in front of us and our gazes lock again, this time I’m sure I am right. She doesn’t feel the mate bond. And my nose was right, she doesn’t smell like a wolf. -She is a wolf, I can feel hers. But she isn’t awake- Delta tells me frustrated. -She is at least 23, she would have a wolf by now if she was going to- I counter.

"That's all I know. Want a tour?" "I do," Dahlia nodded. "Can you tell me more about this goddess?" Lupin smiled. "She's our protector, the balance of our nature. Sometimes she sends a special wolf—male or female." "How do you know they are special ones?" "They bear the crescent moon mark, and their fur is pure white," Lupin explained. "We call them the goddess's favorites." The main house was enormous, buzzing with activity as pack members moved about, tending to chores. When they caught sight of Dahlia, they grinned and dipped their heads respectfully.

Even Magnus found himself transfixed by this unprecedented display of power, his mind racing to comprehend its significance. “What witchery is this?” one of the Lunarri hissed, his eyes wide with fear and awe. Magnus straightened up to his full height—the faint lines of pain still etched into his handsome features. He met each of their gazes in turn, silently daring them to challenge this new reality. The pack’s astonished murmurs filled the room as Remus approached Magnus—his eyes wide with barely contained excitement. “Magnus, look,” he breathed, grasping his Alpha’s arm and turning it to study the intricate design pulsing with otherworldly light.