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Luna walked forward, each step leaving purple light on the stone. “I’m not half,” she said softly. “I’m double.” She touched his chest. Silver light on one side, red on the other. The Warlord convulsed… then went still. Alive, but kneeling. His red eyes faded to gray. “Yield,” Luna commanded. Not goddess voice. Her voice. Queen voice. The Warlord bowed his head. “My Queen.” Three Warlords left. Damian moved to her side. No Alpha power. Just king-bond power. When Luna’s purple light flared, his gold light amplified it.

A growl rising as my aura suddenly flared. The arena now silent. My aura pulsing for all to feel. As those who were lower ranked all bared their necks in submission. My pack bowing to their Luna. Jake, Zak, Alex and Aaron each unphased my power. My mates proud of me as I continued to assert my position as Luna. A task I didn’t know I was doing even as I knocked Lily out. A fist hitting her head which instantly knocks her out cold. Lilyanna unconscious along the ground even as I move to stand up. My aura still there but dimmer. The crowd soon cheering even as the announcer marks me the winner. Warriors soon coming to grab Lily before taking her from the field.

Through the mind-link, I shout at him, at all of them, in my mate’s native language, “I am Unega Galvlo, Luna of the Shaconage pack. Your warriors kill without cause, a crime against the Moon Goddess herself, and now I will crush your bones and turn them to dust!” The warriors around me begin to circle, fangs gleaming in the flickering light of the flames. Snarling, they close in. Once the black wolf with the bloody face is within ten paces, I leap at him, sinking my teeth into his throat. He shrieks and tries to break free of me, but his strength is no match for my fury. As I snap through muscle and bone, my mouth fills with the taste of iron.

I’m so sorry, my Queen,” Amara whispered as she stepped into Luna Anita’s chambers. The air was heavy with tension. Luna Anita, seated in her high-backed chair, turned her cold, unreadable gaze on the girl standing before her. Amara trembled under her scrutiny, her heart racing with guilt and fear. For a moment, Luna Anita simply studied her. It struck her then—she hadn’t truly taken the time to look at Amara, the girl she’d taken in as an infant. Now standing before her was not the child she had raised, but a young woman of remarkable beauty.

One of his warriors opened the door for him as they took the dishes. "Lock it securely from the outside and double the guards. The Luna is a Lycan," I heard Hunter say. The warrior glanced at me and chuckled, but she's so tiny." I raised my hand and shifted it and the asshole swallowed uncomfortably. The door soon shut and I could hear all the locks clicking.

Liam shouted, and some people who walked past us turned and stared at us strangely. “Lower your voice. People are staring,” I whispered. I filled Liam in on the events that had been happening in the pack, and by the time I finished, he was so pissed at Amara and Alpha Ronan. “She's so shameless…. I want to tear her into pieces,” he exclaimed angrily. “Calm down, Liam. You just got here. Let's try to avoid unnecessary shedding of blood,” I laughed. “Wait…. so you are going to be the Luna Queen?” he asked, his blue eyes gleaming with excitement.

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

I tried to shield myself with my hands, but the pain of her blows was unbearable. The forest echoed with their roars, celebrating my demise. Why wouldn’t they? I—an abomination was chosen by the Moon goddess as Trevor’s mate. The elders protested, saying an abomination wasn’t fit to be their Luna. According to our law, the Luna must be either the Alpha’s mate or attained through duel of honor—killing the Luna.

Did you kill him? The warrior chuckled and clucked his tongue. ‘I wish, Beta Nate. However, our Luna-to-be did the work for us.’ I furrowed my forehead as what the warriors said sank in my mind. ‘Wait, let me clear this. So, do you mean our Luna killed him already?’ ‘Precisely, Beta.’ Then the warrior laughed. His laugh was so cheerful and careful. ‘Our Luna is so strong. I can understand that she captured our Alpha with her outstanding beauty, but her strength and intelligence are admirable too.’

the Beta barked out, not breaking contact with his Luna nor stopping whatever he was doing to her arching body on the throne. The warrior trembled with fear. He was already carrying bad news and now this. “T- The g- girl is uh uh uh a- alive, Sir,” he stammered and only when the Luna pushed away the horny wolf away from her by her foot, did she stand up and walk slowly towards the sweating warrior. “Which girl ?” the Luna of the rogues asked while squinting her eyes. “The Alpha’s lover, Luna whom we pushed in the waterfall in the forest.”