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They could create new lives for themselves, be whatever they wanted to be. Whilst we were idly standing around waiting, Luca approached Alpha Bain and I. "Excuse me Luna." I was surprised to realise he'd come over to talk to me and not Alpha Bain. "I apologise that I haven't introduced myself yet. With all the chaos that has happened within the last few hours I haven't really found the right opportunity. I am Luca, Alpha Bain's Beta. It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you." He summed up whilst bowing his head in a gesture of respect.

“Your Luna… the Goddess had chosen her. I do not have the exact name, but the first woman who would visit your castle when you were a prince once the red moon rises would be the one fated for you,” Adhler stared at him and then let out a soft chuckle. “Hah,” his sarcasm could be heard in his voice. With the tingling sensation in his hands, as he accepted the scroll from the saint, he could not get his head together. Never did he think that the revelation would be about his fated Luna. He never even thought about having a Luna besides the current Queen whom he promised to protect for his brother. “Do I really need to see this? I don’t think we need to talk about it right now, though. I am not

“And I know when it comes to matters of the heart, he would let me decide in the end. I’ve made my decision, Alpha Vincent.” Eliana’s voice cracked as she spoke again, her sobs uncontrollable now. “Lucas… I’m begging you. Father do something! He can't leave me for that bitch. Serena can't be Luna. She's a nobody. She'd be a nameless luna! A Nameless Luna!…”

Emily said. Luna remained quiet. “What if I don’t know mine?” Emily blinked. Then shrugged. “Draw anyway.” Luna looked back at the paper. Her pencil moved slowly. Dark hair. Gray eyes. No name. No smile. Just a face she had never forgotten. The same face from the photo hidden in her room. The same woman everyone called dangerous. The same woman she told herself she hated. Emily looked down. “She’s pretty.” Luna immediately covered the paper. “It’s nobody.”

And as the moon crowned her in silver light, Selene knew the story had ended as it must. She was not theirs to claim, not his to discard, not anyone’s to bind. She was her own. The White Wolf Luna.

Her fingers gripped around the bars as she glanced out trying to catch a glimpse of him but he had disappeared. "What part of the dungeon is the Altamunar kept in?" A voice asked. Luna's head swung towards the direction of the voice. Had they been calling her that name since she was in the dungeon? Her name was Luna but after going through half the book at the werewolf palace, she found out that her real name was Altamunar according to the prophecy. The combination of the two goddess of Lunar Crest names. The men stopped in front of the dungeon, she watched them open the bars and stepped away for her to come out.

Mum xxx” Once I had read the letter in it’s entirety, it was as though my whole body just froze on the spot as the letter falls from my hands and lands on the table under me. I’m The Unknown Luna A? How in the world did that woman know all of this? Who was that woman in the first place? How am I going to fight these vampires?!

“Seems like a nice book, you got there. What is the name?” “Oh it is…The title is the Unknown Luna, it is about a woman who didn’t know she was mated to an Alpha and she was… It probably doesn’t sound like the kind of things you like to read. After all werewolves aren’t real.” She said as the old woman laughed heartily and said,

This impossibly small person breathing against my heart, her tiny fists opening and closing on the air, her whole face crumpled in outrage at how cold and bright the world had turned out to be. "Hello," I whispered. My voice didn't sound like mine. "Hello, you. I've got you. I've been waiting for you my whole life and I didn't even know it." Orla wrapped us both in a clean blanket and pressed her cracked lips to my forehead and stepped back to let me have the moment, and I heard her behind me, quiet, wiping her old eyes. Outside the window the snow had stopped. The morning was so still I could hear the baby's every breath, quick and new. I ran one finger down her cheek, softer than anything

“If my blood carries their mistakes, it also carries their intentions. Their oath to balance storm and stone. I can choose to keep that, even if I refuse to repeat their arrogance.” Kerran nodded slowly. “A new kind of First,” he said. “One who remembers the cost.” Luna tucked the bundle closer to her chest. “Not First,” she said quietly. “Not yet. Maybe not ever, as a title. I am Luna. Nexus. Runt-turned-storm. That is enough names for one wolf.” She turned toward the open archway. The rain had eased to a fine mist, the world beyond the gate washed clean. The den still loomed, scarred and stubborn.