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Luna stayed at her post, watching the screens, watching the numbers, watching a world she had helped reshape settle into new patterns. Dante remained with her, his presence a steady warmth at her back. Later, when the room had emptied and the city lights painted gold across the glass, he finally spoke again. "You didn't just hit them. You rewrote the battlefield." Luna stood, walking to the window. Far away, beyond steel and glass and distance, was a pack that had once called her nothing. A council that had dismissed her. Wolves who had laughed when she bled in the snow. She folded her arms. "This is only Phase Three."

"It's a good day for Liana, we shouldn't ruin it for her. Can't you see how happy she's whenever she's with Kenziel?" "But Klaus is more stronger than Kenziel and he's already an alpha while Kenziel is yet to be one..." The second Lady rambled on. "—if I were in her shoes, I would have chosen Klaus a million times, yeah!" "To Liana, the soon-to-be Luna of Alpha Kenziel, and Dark Knight pack." Afraid that those words might hurt Liana, the blonde one toasts, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Cheers to your new happiness, Liana!"

They were so perfect. Luna had given birth to her triplets two months ago. Two girls and a boy and all three were healthy despite coming early at thirty-four weeks. She and Kael were exhausted but managing with help from both packs. Her mother had stayed to help and surprisingly the two of them had rebuilt their relationship through late-night feedings and diaper changes. I loved that for Luna. "I do not know how you do it," I told Luna during a rare coffee break at her house. The triplets were all sleeping somehow and we were taking advantage of the silence.

And the three decided not to tell Luna to refrain from stressing much until she fully recovered. Liam, who is looking seriously at Luna, finally spoke. "Do you feel anything inside? I mean the eager to kill—," "Liam, I warning you." That was Ares. Liam nearly pouted and slammed his body to the couch, sulking. It made Luna amused. Chiara and Liam were like twins separated by birth. "I'm just asking. Oh, do you want to know how to fight?" His eyes were glowing with excitement. "Liam!" Luna stared at the window. Her eyes were reaching the endless horizon of the ocean with her mind drifting with the waves.

Each of these people has been hurt by the triplets over time, and because of fear, they kept their voices down, but ever since Alpha Alaric stood up against the triplets and actually had an effect on them, even at his death, he has awoken their strength, their alpha auras, and their mindset to the positivity that they could crush the triplets. For example, the Luna of the Red Moon pack lost her mate because of the triplets. The late Alpha of the pack and she had a son who had challenged Kieran into a just and fair fight then, where they fought till the death, and when Kieran killed him, the late Alpha of the Red Moon pack committed suicide, unable to continue ruling since his kin is dead. No

Wyatt said. Jake looked his Alpha dead in the eye. “I’ll take it.” Wyatt clapped the warrior on the back. “I know the feeling.” As the three men stepped out of the elevator, Wyatt mind linked with Jake. Let me know when the Luna is heading out. Yes, Alpha. The triplets went up just before Beta Stephen. Thanks Jake. Alpha, we really do love her. I’m glad she’s my Luna. Me too, Jake.

Alpha Daniel’s POV In the blaring of the alarm, Luna had a wide grin on her face, looking like a sick twisted maniac who could have easily escaped a psychiatric hospital to terrorise the entire city with her insanity. “Look at your face, you look like you'd pass out any moment now” Luna cooed. And I was wondering what sick game she was playing with me this time. “I lied, there is no tribrid, certainly not Aurora and I have no idea where she went”

They were deeply in love, even when the triplets, Chris, Max, and Ken found out we were mates, and they marked me as their Luna. They only had Becky in their hearts. As their mate, it kills me to know that the men who are supposed to love and cherish me are in love with someone else. They always reminded me that they felt nothing for me. In the time we've been married, they have treated me as nothing more than a subordinate.

The Old Alpha’s camp was set on a hilltop and ringed by bone-white stones and ritual fires, like a vision out of old country nightmares. As they approached, Elena moved forward, her wolves flanking tight. Not to protect, she realized, but to frame her—the Luna as prize and weapon both. Well and good. She wore her scars and her thorns because she wanted the world to see them. She’d always despised hiding. They stopped at the perimeter stones. At a signal, Devin loosed a low, ground-trembling howl, and the flames on the hilltop shivered in response. The Old Alpha appeared, regal and skeletal, her face a mask of beauty ruined by too many winters. “So here is the famous Luna,” she called across

They settled down beside me, their eyes fixed on me as I began to speak. “There once was a warrior, Luna,” I began, my voice steady despite the exhaustion that weighed on me. “She was strong, brave, and beautiful. Her people depended on her, and she never let them down. But there came a time when she was tested, when the enemy tried to tear apart everything she loved. And even though she was afraid, she fought. She fought to protect her pack, to protect the ones she loved, and in the end, she won.” I looked down at them, their eyes bright, their faces filled with awe.