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The lie tasted bitter on my tongue, but it got the ladies to laugh. “You are just in time, actually. Brunch is about to be served. My name is Luna Greta. Alpha Theo is my mate, and this is my home.” “Oh!” I didn’t have to fake my shocked expression. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Luna Greta. I’ve heard such good things about you.”

Olivia smacks her hand against the table. “Nonsense! You want to enthrone your bitch of suspicious origins as our Luna? Impossible! This weak ugly mutt, a pathetic, stupid excuse for a wolf. Shifting is an impossible task, a walking board exhibiting the empire's shame and disgrace. This thing here is not qualified to be Luna in a small pack, talk more of queen over the entire werewolves. Does she deserve it? She doesn't deserve a single cent of anything in this empire. I won't…”

She will never talk to me again. I let out a sigh and left the castle, going outside and taking a look around the pack and it wasn't as beautiful and joyous as I left it. There was a depressing aura moving around and I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach. How can he ruin things like this? Is it really hard to maintain a pack and keep it safe? "It's hard especially when you forcefully take someone's throne," The moon goddess popped out of nowhere and stood next to me. "Luna ma," I bowed my head in respect and she patted it lightly.

Tina POV “I am just telling you what I heard, Mistress!” Tina’s maid cowers in fear before her as Tina rages around her bedroom, throwing anything she can get her hands on. Her maid has just come to her with news, news that enrages her. Landry, her cousin and the Alpha King, has hidden a woman in his palace. Some are saying she is to be his Luna Queen! “No!” she shrieks, throwing her fists in the air. “I am to be the Luna Queen! That position is mine! This can’t be!”

Lucien spits at her, kicking her away too. "Argh!" Katrina clenches her chest where it deeply hurts, she felt severe pain as she whimpers in anguish as the mate bond gradually succumbs like a dying flower. The air in the throne hall was suffocating, the betrayal and backstabbing were too much for her to overcome, the rejection as well and this made her cry her heart out! "Sienna will be my next luna!" Lucien asserted openly, his hand stuck out to Sienna who proudly placed her hand on his and stood beside him.

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one

"I want you to send out a notice. Immediately. To all packs and the Werewolf Council. The Lycan Prince has found his Luna." “Father, shouldn’t we wait. Just a…” “Why?” the King asked flippantly. “What is there to wait for? She carries Albion blood. She has awakened the stone. She will be your Luna. There’s nothing further to discuss.” I glanced at Prince Griffin. He didn’t look as happy as his father. In fact, he didn’t look happy at all. He looked uneasy, like he had something to say but couldn’t say it. “Yes, King Cullen,” Beta Joshua replied. “What shall I tell them?”

she rasped. She felt the shift in magic, her false claim slipping like sand through her fingers. The heir she tried to steal, the child she’d ordered taken… had returned to claim what was hers. A darkness crept into the queen’s heart. Lone wolves, packless nomads, and distant border settlements all felt the tremor in their blood. Children howled without knowing why. Old wolves shed tears they couldn’t explain. The forest itself seemed to hum. The stories passed down, of a Luna who would one day rise with a howl to command them all, had come true. And her voice had returned not as a plea, but as a command.

Author’s Pov Zara didn’t really feel any excitement. She had watched Azelea slump to the ground, the arena had gone quiet, the cheer gone as they noticed this. But that wasn’t the only thing, she had won the game, she was the Luna queen, she had made it out of the slum, Noah wouldn’t get her. He couldn’t. She had power and influence. “I knew I would find you here,” Hudson said, his eyes taking in her form. “Can we talk?” he asked.