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I tried to convince myself of that, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. The inexplicable summoning could be explained by that single statement. I didn’t know when, but my fingers had been buried into my palm to the extent of almost drawing blood. “But I’ve heard rumors of his masculine beauty. I want him for myself,” Lena countered in a tone I never believed she had. Her voice filled with want for something other than my pain. “Foolish! You’re going to take over the clan one day. What man can’t you have then?” Lena’s father countered.

Her words are growing desperate. "I don't have time for this." Reaching behind me, I grab Raya's arm and tug her along toward the door. If Linda isn't going to move herself, then we'll do it for her. "No!" She blocks the doorway with her body. "You're not leaving with her. I'm your Luna." What the hell is happening? I've never seen her acting so unhinged before. Ever since she yelled at me to let my feelings for Gabriela go, she's been avoiding me, thankfully. And now of all times to try to come around to demand my attention again?

Luna's face transformed with such pure joy that my heart ached. "She made a noise. Did you hear? She's so perfect." Luna looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. "Mama, she's so perfect and tiny, and I love her already." I took a picture with my phone, capturing Luna holding newborn Alice, both their faces showing the vulnerability of new life and fierce love. A moment of pure hope in the middle of preparing for war. That night, Luna finished the blanket. She worked until dawn, stitching protection wards with shaking fingers, whispering prayers to the Moon Goddess over each symbol. When she finally collapsed from exhaustion, the blanket glowed faintly with magic.

"You were so sure she was the one who broke the laws. How did you get the evidence to look so convincing, my love?" She laughed, a wet, giddy sound, as I moved my mouth back to her ear. "She was too perfect, Nathan. I had to break that perfection. Kiss me again." I obeyed, my tongue tracing the seam of her lips before I pulled back, hovering just out of reach. "Tell me how you broke her. I want to know how brilliant my Luna really is. Even the Council couldn't see through it." "They’re fools," she said, her hands fumbling with my belt. "It was so simple. Everyone thinks she’s so pure, so disciplined. But she’s just a wolf, Nathan. Just a beast like the rest of us."

After a month of doing this, he replied: More like it. Am I impressive now? I asked. Not really, but manageable, he replied. Text messages between Liam and Luna Liam: So you find me handsome? Luna: I don’t only find you handsome, I see a future between us. Liam: Really? Luna: Yes, I could be the perfect wife. Liam: Wife? Luna: Yes, wife. My dad taught me how to be a faithful and submissive wife. Liam: Interesting. Luna: I can do whatever you want.

Perfection is all I have known throughout my life as being the Alphas daughter, and perfection according to the werewolf world or should I say my father's dictionary means being a good little Luna, listening to every word he says without an argument, no breaking of any rules, I couldn't even to break a rule if I tried to. I and my wolf Kira have been trained to be and act as the perfect mate and Luna, no mistake what so ever must be made which has been pretty easy so far, I haven't made any mistake so my life was perfect, as perfect as it could ever be, if my life was like a job then I deserve to have a promotion. I can never break a rule or do anything bad or wrong if I tried to, I don't e

I unzipped the bag to bring out my pajamas but paused upon seeing a red lace sticking out of it and a white folded sheet of paper slipping out of it. I picked the paper up, unfolding it to see a letter written in a familiar handwriting I immediately recognised as the Luna's. She had often written me a lot of short letters, particularly on occasions like this, that I didn't have to think twice to know the contents were likely something ridiculous. Hopefully, it isn't a task to kill my husband and take half his wealth for their selfish gains.

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

“Your name carries weight everywhere. People fear you. They follow you.” “They should,” I muttered. “Fear is better than love.” He smirked faintly. “And yet you keep both.” For a moment, silence hung between us. Then he asked, “How did you manage to capture Caspian? No one thought it was possible.” I tilted my head, watching him carefully. “It was Luna's plan,” I said. “And it worked perfectly.” At the mention of Luna, a glimmer crossed his face, small, quick, but I saw it. It was just like earlier. The corner of his mouth curved just slightly, like a smile he didn’t mean to show.

In the twilight glow of a Santorini sunset, I watched the golden light catch Kael's profile, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat. This man had accepted my broken pieces and healed my soul. I took his hand, our fingers lacing together. "Kael." He turned to me, his gaze as gentle as a deep spring. I stood on my toes, kissed his lips, and whispered in the sea breeze. "Let's have our Luna ceremony. I want to be your Luna, the real, official kind." One year later. At the summit of Silver Creek pack's sacred mountain. The sound of ancient horns echoed through the clouds as tens of thousands of pack members bowed their heads in submission.