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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.

He’s all Alpha and you get exactly what you see with him. He sips his bourbon, watching me over the rim of his glass, while he waits me out. “She’s learning how to be a Luna,” I say, smiling as I think of my mate. “She’s struggling to find her way. It hasn’t been easy for her, but she’s getting there. The pack adores her,” I say shaking my head as I remember the other night.

“Because Miss Luna managed to quell your grudge against that man. Before you met her, you always obsessed over his life. But since Luna came, you’ve only focused on her. You even work from home just to spend more time with her. Miss Mireya has everything—she’s beautiful and accomplished. But she could never change you for the better, while Miss Luna, with her gentleness and kindness, has succeeded in transforming you. Sir, whoever you choose—Miss Mireya or Miss Luna—I’ll support you. But if you want my opinion, I’d advise you to choose Miss Luna. Miss Luna is kind, warm, friendly, and gentle. If you have children with her, she’ll be the perfect mother. She’d also be the perfect wife or partn

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.

And Aiden's mother, the former Luna who had always been so kind to me, was now gazing at Cassia with a loving expression. "Good child." She took out a shard of the moonstone, a Luna heirloom of the Black Moon Pack, and placed it in Cassia's palm. "Although your blood is common, you carry Aiden's firstborn." The old Luna's voice echoed in the vast cave, each word a hammer blow against my soul. "As long as this child is born safely, and is a healthy Alpha... in my heart, you will be our Luna too." The surrounding elders all nodded in agreement, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.