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Kayden Diego is the Alpha and is capable of punishing anyone who went against his orders. Ms Gracey smiled at the beautiful Lily. She doesn't have to say everything before she understands. Lily finally got out of the room and started descending down the stairs gracefully. Justin turned to look at the woman descending the stairs and practically stood transfixed. Gush! is this Lily? Lily wore a red mermaid split gown. Her hair styled into a bun with a few curly strands falling on her face. She carried a silver colored cross bag. She had light makeup and pink lipstick.

She closed her eyes, and Leia appeared. "You're afraid, don't you, Emily?" Leia asks her. 'I am... who wouldn't be afraid?' She replied. "Who wouldn't be afraid when I'm thinking about the alpha's heir?" Emily had many what-ifs going through her mind, but she didn't want Leia to know about it. But a queen mustn't be afraid of anything,' Leia retorted. Emily crumpled her fists. Her expression went cold. I am no queen; they just address me as one, Leia. I just hold the power of the Moon Goddess. '

"Around the same time, a certain sixteen-year-old was found unconscious in a forest in Iceland." The room went heavy with quiet. I heard him. I understood the words, even the timeline. But my brain, for reasons I couldn't quite grasp, refused to connect the dots with any real urgency. It just filed the information away, carefully, and kept moving. "Thalia," I said, testing the name. "As in…" "As in your birth mother," Lucius said, his voice gentle. "And the one who raised Lyra, too." "Thalia was just a witch, though, right? Or at least, that's what we heard during the last council summons."

she cried. Thalia took a deep breath and dropped the papers back down leaning back in her chair. “Your wrist is marked no?” she asked. How she knew Layla didn't ask or care to know as she just wanted answers or something. She nodded and lifted her sleeve on he right arm, where she brandished a silver crescent moon on her wrist, just below her thumb. “That is a symbol that hasn't been seen in many many ages. That is something that the gods of this generation do not dare test. That's the sign of a child of a primordial god.” she stated.

Just distant stares—mostly mixed with pity and subtle mockery. I turned to Mr. Kaelthorn. "Who is she?" "Thalia Greymoor," he replied softly. "The only daughter of the northern gatekeeper family. As a child, she once fought a black wizard who had infiltrated the area. She got that wound while protecting her parents. Unfortunately, her parents didn't survive." I stared at Thalia longer. There was something in the way she moved her body and executed her attacks—hard, focused, determined—that reminded me of myself.

“Thalia.” The girl… bright eyed, her hair tied back in a loose braid stood near Luca, clutching her travel satchel. Though young, she stood strong, a spark inherited from both the blood she carried and the hands that had raised her. “Yes, grandmother?” Thalia answered Veen pressed a hand to her granddaughter’s cheek, the moment softer than any Crystal had ever seen from the seer. “Do not let your light waver, child. You are not your mother’s mistake. One day the packs will see it.”

After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls Behind my ladies in waiting are my imperial guards, Lady Myla Smati and Lady Melia Veta, descendants of Athena, Lord Clovis Ludwig and Lord Evander Murdock, descendants of Ares, Lady Vendetta Shivani, a descendant of Hades, and Lady Thea Rose, a daughter of Gaia, which is very rare Gaia is the Go

Adrian carefully guided Thalia to the bank of the crowd where her parents sat; they looked absolutely horrified that the girl whom they threw into prinephew had dethroned her as the heir of the family and frozen all of her assets. That same girl stood before getting them married to the Alpha of a powerful pack. "Mom, Dad," Thalia left Adrian and rushed to her parents, "Stop this madness now; she can't be a Luna before me; she's Hazel !" She shouted the words while she shook her uncle. Alpha Dorian gazed at the altar in disbelief; he couldn't hold his anger in, but he couldn't do anything, not with so many influential people around. He looked at his wife Elara, tears slowly streamed down her

Lyra The warm sunlight filtered through the window as I sat with Calista, sipping the tea she had prepared. Calista is the wife of Alpha Jaxon of the Crewwood pack, who had graciously accepted to accomodate me in their home. His wife has been a good friend since I arrived. “Do you ever think about how different things could have been?” Calista asked, her voice soft as she stared out at the forest beyond the window. I glanced at her, sensing the weight behind her question.

Her silvery hair that matched her skin flowed about her and her beautiful azure eyes pinned Ariel to the ground where she knelt. Ariel bowed her head and whispered with deference, "Goddess Luna." "Rise, child," the goddess said and Ariel found herself moving without even thinking about it. She blinked and stared at the goddess, wondering if she was hallucinating. The Goddess's form seemed corporeal but she could have sworn that when she blinked, it flickered. "Are you -- you're -- I --" Ariel stammered, grappling for words and finding none. The goddess cocked her head slightly, as if she was listening to something and once again, Ariel got lost, staring at the surreal being before her.