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"What?" "Lila needs a purpose to help her move on from her father's death," he said, standing up. His tone was casual. "A seat on the council is the perfect opportunity for her." “That’s my seat!” I finally screamed, unable to hold back. “I spent two years earning it! I passed three life-or-death trials to get that seat from the elders! It represents my honor!” “And now it’s hers.” He frowned, annoyed by my outburst. “Serena, as Luna, you should be happy for Lila’s growth.”

I huffed. Luna Margie took a step forward. “Don’t be like that, Frankie. I supported what you did out there, and you’d be surprised by how many others did as well. Troy attempted to cheat for a false victory to save his ego. That is not someone who has honour, and is not a warrior we want to rely on in battle. Many warriors witnessed what happened, and I suspect they have lost a great deal of trust and respect for him as a result of his actions. You, however, have earned quite a bit today. You defended yourself against someone who had an extreme advantage, and you were the one who walked away after the match. He was dragged away, despite it all. Be proud of that, because I am.” Her words lef

' Luna Iris asked. 'I am sorry, my Luna, but I couldn't be sure who wanted me out of the castle', she said, looking down in humble submission. 'Afterall, who am I but a lovely Omega, to have been privileged to mate with the Alpha and be his breeder. So, I felt you could be angry with me for readily accepting or the Alpha might have felt insulted that I had got his bed dirty, by lying there and had ordered my removal in anger!'

The Luna bonds, the submission trained into her, the belief that she needed another's strength to be whole. She stopped fighting. The moment she surrendered, the pain transformed. Still agonizing, but purposeful now. Like bones breaking to set correctly. Like drowning to learn to breathe underwater. Her wolf - no, not her wolf anymore, something new - stirred in the ashes of what had been. There you are, the voice said, pleased. I've been waiting so long to meet you. "Who are you?" Elena asked again, but this time she thought she knew. I am Zara. I am your true wolf. I am what the Moon Goddess intended before others convinced you to be less.

He growled, turning around and giving me his back, “Now I came here for a reason. We need warriors and not just pathetic, wimpy ones. I need strong ones and no f*cking women!” I cocked an eyebrow, surprised at his request. I was in front of him in a split second, “What did you just say? No f*cking women?! Are you mental? Have you lost a screw in there?” I pointed, thumping his head with my finger. He pushed my hand away, “You heard me. They use their bodies as a distraction and always want to f*ck around getting clingy and whatnot.” He said through his teeth. “No. Some women have value. Take the Luna from the Midnight pack for example. She is strong, a fighter, a warrior, an assassin. Accord

She gently laid me against a tree trunk, placing my head on her lap for a moment before rising. My heart dropped. I wanted to stop her, but I couldn't move. I watched her face the warriors alone—my brave, strong, beautiful ex-Luna. No. My LUNA. She stood soaked and injured, her hair matted with rain and blood, but her spine never bowed. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t run. She fought. She roared as she struck the first warrior, spun, clawed, kicked like a warrior queen who had nothing left to lose and everything to protect.

As Orion stood beneath the cold light of the high windows, the hall trembling with the weight of her words, something clicked into place inside me. Not fear. Not confusion. Understanding. The Luna was not merely delivering a warning. She wasn’t informing the pack. She wasn't calming a panic. She was doing something else entirely. Something only Luna could do. She was calling the pack to arms. My breath caught. Because I remembered something … something taught to us all as children: The Alpha leads the pack. But the Luna commands the warriors.

We'd been out here for hours, but when my warriors saw that I wasn't leaving, then they didn't either. "Alpha." One warrior mind linked me. "Yeah." I answer, stopping where I was. And trying to see who was talking to me. But they were too far away from me to actually see them. "North side of the territory." The warrior says. "What have you got?" I asked. "Luna Aurora." He says.

"Moonwhisper's rejected Luna..." "They say she burned her own mating bond..." "Look at the way she carries herself—like an Alpha..." Callista squeezed my arm as three broad-shouldered warriors materialized from the smoky haze. The tallest—a russet-haired Beta with battle scars crisscrossing his neck—leaned in with a wolfish grin. "Care for some company, lovely Luna?" His scent—pine and musk—rolled over me. Callista arched a brow. "Oh, we absolutely—"