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Even though it sounds easy, in reality, marrying and marking Omegas is not easy, it is the most difficult thing for Alphas because they can only marry and mark the Omega that the Goddess fated for them. Let's just say there is only one Luna for one Alpha and Emily will never be his Luna. But why does Emily want to be with Hunter even though she knows she won't be able to become Luna? The answer is simple, it is because of existence. No one will underestimate her because she is in the hands of a well-respected Alpha even though she is not and will never be Luna for Hunter. "Why you are here? It's very cold here, you can wait for me in the room," Hunter said, he pulled Emily by her small waist

he whispered. “No,” Damian agreed. “It’s better.” That night, Luna dreamed. Not of war. Of the fourth moon. In the dream, it spoke. A girl’s voice. Young. Ancient. Two moons orbit. Three moons war. Four moons free. She woke with tears on her face and a name on her lips. “Selene.” Not the goddess. The moon. Damian held her while she shook. “What did you see?” “The truth,” Luna whispered. “We’re not the end. We’re the beginning. The fourth moon… it’s not a moon. It’s a promise. That wolves can be free.”

She knew that this was her chance to rescue Jaxon, to reclaim the light that had been stolen from them. "I will do whatever it takes," Luna declared, her voice unwavering. Elara nodded, her voice filled with ancient wisdom. "Beyond this chamber lies the Mirror of Souls. It holds the reflection of your truest self, the light that can vanquish the darkness. But be warned, Luna, the journey ahead is perilous, and the Veil of Shadows will do everything in its power to stop you." As Luna prepared to face the unknown, Elara's words resonated within her. She steeled her resolve, drawing upon the love and strength that burned in her heart. With each step, she felt a surge of energy, a connection to

I roared at her but she let out a cold smirk and rested her hands on her waist. "I.will never lie to the alpha,my ......". Before she could spar the nonsense out of her mouth,I smacked my palms on her cheek,in a resounding slap. She drifted back,her eyes clouded in tears. "How could ..... you.... can't you see I have the Luna's mark on my neck!. I'm your True Luna a d any other Luna is a counterfeit!!". She cried out,her voice breaking vigorously. "How dare you talk to your alpha in that manner!!". River let out a loud growl to which Ella rolled her eyes at him.

"How is it fair that they're Alpha and Luna of a werewolf pack, yet they don't age? That their pack doesn't age? They don't belong ....." Alpha Robert Barlowe slammed his hands on the long, wooden table, causing Randolf to stare at him with wide eyes. "How do they NOT belong?! They're both True Borns, you moron! They deserve to be Alpha and Luna more than anyone else in this room! Their kids will ..."

The fonts were neatly written along the lines of the book. It piqued my interest and I decided to read through whatever it was. Since he was working at the other end, I pulled out the chair beside the shelf and started reading so I wouldn’t distract him. The book was more interesting than I had thought. It spoke about a Luna that was reborn and blessed by the Moon Goddess. She’s also destined to awaken the alpha’s true power. Every page kept pulling me in.

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

"It is with great joy that I call upon you all this evening. The Moon Goddess has worked in your favors this time." The girls, confused, begin whispering amongst themselves, wondering what the hell he means. Linda's eyes sparkles with questions as she moves closer to her father's side. Alpha Storm places an arm around her shoulder, then continues. "As you all know, I went to the North for a while a few weeks ago..." Everyone stops talking, holding their breaths. I wrap an edge of my gown over my wound, biting my bottom lip at the searing pain. "The new Northern Alpha is yet to find his mate. The Redwood Pack has never been lucky in producing a Luna for the North, but perhaps..." He looks dow

--- That night, Luna slept. And dreamed. She stood in a field. No snow. No mountains. No cities. Only golden grass beneath an orange sky. Ahead of her stood twelve people. Six men. Six women. They wore ancient clothing. At the center stood a woman. She held the flame-shaped crown. Luna tried to speak. No sound came. The woman smiled. "You finally came." Luna shook her head. "Who are you?" The woman placed the crown against her chest. "I am the memory."

"Because she knows something we don't." --- That night, Luna couldn't sleep. She walked through the mansion alone. The halls were quiet. She stopped outside the old library. The door was slightly open. She pushed it. Inside, books covered every wall. Ancient records. Bloodline histories. Council documents. Luna walked toward the shelves. She searched for anything about the First Child. After several minutes, she found a book with no title. She opened it. The first page contained a symbol. Moon. Shadow. Light.