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Two little lumps are curled up with her. I tiptoe into the room. Leni is sleeping with her arms around Rin and Elle. The girls are sleeping peacefully. Lenora has an uncomfortable grimace on her face. “I’ll wake her up.” I whisper to Sandy. “Be careful.” She grabs my forearm. “Startling a Luna protecting her pack’s pups can be dangerous.” I nod and approach them quietly. “Hey Sugar, it’s Milo. It’s time to wake up.” Lenora takes a deep breath in her sleep and stretches her body, keeping her arms securely around the girls, but doesn’t wake up. Elle stirs and blinks her eyes open.

"You two know each other?" Calhoun stated more than asked. "Funny." "There's nothing funny about this, Alpha Calhoun." Lady Maddie said. "This girl has-" "Be careful," Calhoun warned, his demeanor getting serious. "She's not just any girl but the future Luna of the guardian pack." The lady swallowed what she had to say. "Lady Maddie must be replaced, I don't want my dear to feel uncomfortable. Leave." Calhoun ordered.

If I had my way, I would hide my Luna inside the room till they left. His wife too…this slut! Why was she staring at my wife's boobs like that? I could swear I saw her licking her lips. I would make sure that Landon and his wife would take the room at the far end of the pack. These days my Luna had been acting so strange, I did not need people tempting her and giving her mother watering offers. “So tell me, Nicholas. What have you been giving to our Luna, she looks so shiny and plump! I like what I'm seeing,” Riley asked me.

I clutched my chest as power and pain rushed through me as my knees gave way and I plummeted to the ground. I saw myself standing on a wide, moonlit plain. The stars overhead were more brilliant than I had ever seen, and the air was clear. A figure with silver hair that flowed like liquid light appeared in the distance. "Melissa," she said quietly in a quiet yet deep voice. "Who are you?" I shook as I asked. With her bright eyes staring right into mine, she answered, "I am the Silver Luna." And you are my descendent, kid. You are my destiny, my strength, and my blood.

I said coldly and grabbed a mug from a cupboard. “Good morning, ugly.” she said and smirked. “It must be good to sleep as long as you do.” “Maybe you should try it to.” I said as I poured coffee into my mug. “You need as much beauty sleep as you can get.” I turned towards her with a smirk on my face. She was pissed. “You little bitch.” she said through her teeth. “I will become Luna soon and I will exile you so soon you will not be able to blink.”

He must have forgotten to take it off before sleeping. She could give up now, but she had already taken so much risk in vain that it would be stupid not to try this. Luna made up her mind, and slowly climbed onto the bed, making sure not to press her full weight on it. However, as soon as her knees touched the mattress, Preston’ breathing paused momentarily, as if he sensed something in his sleep. Luna also stopped breathing. She didn’t move a single muscle. A few seconds later, his breathing returned to normal and he didn’t move. Only then did Luna breathe too. She crouched her body, reached out and slowly lifted the silky comforter.

The other warriors begin laughing, saying ‘ohhh burn’ to our pack mate. “I guess we’ll see, won’t we Luna?” he asks, smiling. “I guess we will,” she says, smiling her first real smile of the evening. “Lady Luna Malin! Lady Luna Malin!” some sprites say, rushing over to her. “Have you seen our lights?” “Lady Maeve made them for us.” “Do you like them?” “They’re beautiful,” she says, turning away from the warriors and switching into a sweet mode for the sprites. “Did Mari put those flowers in your hair?”

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.”

] [How dare that weakling Bastian betray me, claiming another as his Luna? When I arrived at the daycare, Virelle was standing outside, clearly relishing the attention, surrounded by several high-ranking she-wolves who practically bowed at her feet. Their eyes were full of admiration and awe. "Virelle, you’re so humble!" one of them gushed. "If we hadn’t known better, we wouldn’t have guessed your mate is the Alpha of Serrowind Pack." "Exactly!" another added. "No wonder you exude such power—being the true Luna has its perks, doesn’t it?"

They finally retired as the sky began, faintly, to lighten toward dawn, and Luna slept for a few precious hours curled against Kade's side, her mother's journal held close, dreaming — for the first time in longer than she could remember — not of rejection, or fire, or ancient sleeping things beneath the earth, but simply of a woman with dark hair and silver eyes, laughing beneath a sky full of stars, utterly, fiercely alive. She woke to Selene's voice calling the camp to readiness, gray morning light filtering through the trees, and rose with a steadiness that surprised even herself, dressing in the simple, practical clothes Marta had packed for her, tucking her mother's journal carefully in