Fractured Mate
She’s got this sharpness, like she’s been sanded down to the good stuff, all nerves and edge.
Now they call her Luna. Could be worse, honestly.
Everything got weirdly tense when the elders yelled for quiet. Ariella, perched in the back, giving everyone the stink-eye like an owl with trust issues. Silas looking like he could break a log in half just by glaring at it. And Kieran? Lurking in the shadows, all broody, like he’s personally offended by the concept of daylight.
Then Selina waltzes up. She’s got this pull, you know? Like if gravity wore leather boots. When she starts talking, people just stay still and pay attention.
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