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she looked at Amelia, can I tell them or do you want too. Amelia bit her bottom lip and then turned looking around the room until she spotted Beta Winston, she walked up to him with a wide smiled, “I’m the Blood Moon Luna, the last Alpha’s Luna.” I dropped my juice, she didn’t know about the Blood Moon Luna and where did that book come from. I walked up to her and grabbed the book and looked at it, it was blank, I turned the pages and all were blank. I handed the book to Bryce as he stood next to me and I glared at Lilly, “what did you tell her,” I demanded in a not so soft tone.

It was only once they were out of earshot of the others that Lucia finally spoke, her voice soft but weighted with unspoken emotion. "You know I'm grateful for your support, Aria. But sometimes I can't help but wonder if I'm ever truly free of... him." Her eyes darkened, the usually vibrant blue dulling with the shadow of her memories. Aria reached out, giving Lucia's hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "You are free, Lucia. Blackwood has no claim on you anymore. The Blood Moon Pack is your home again - you're a True Luna, for Goddess' sake! You're stronger than he could ever be."

Rula chuckled. Rula pointed at herself. "I am the pure Luna, and you are the alter Luna. You are a fake Luna." Yarusoyya grumbled. "Isn't that right, fake Luna?" asked Rula with a sharp grin. Next

Luna's face transformed with such pure joy that my heart ached. "She made a noise. Did you hear? She's so perfect." Luna looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. "Mama, she's so perfect and tiny, and I love her already." I took a picture with my phone, capturing Luna holding newborn Alice, both their faces showing the vulnerability of new life and fierce love. A moment of pure hope in the middle of preparing for war. That night, Luna finished the blanket. She worked until dawn, stitching protection wards with shaking fingers, whispering prayers to the Moon Goddess over each symbol. When she finally collapsed from exhaustion, the blanket glowed faintly with magic.

"What does that mean? What is a Luna?" Liam gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white. "The Luna is the Alpha's mate. The Queen of the Pack. Her authority is equal to the Alpha's." My mouth went dry. Queen. The word echoed in my head, heavy and terrifying. I wasn't just dating a guy; I was being drafted into a monarchy I didn't understand. "I'll explain everything later," Liam said abruptly, pulling the car up to the curb. I hadn't even realized we were at school. "Right now, you’re going to be late."

So that I won't be able to concentrate on looking for Brielle then? "I think that you people don't have the right to tell me to get a new Luna after what happened just a few weeks ago. The Luna that you picked for me turned out to be a slut that sleeps with anyone. I am not going to make a mistake and make whoever you choose my Luna. Frankly, I don't trust your judgment at all!" I said.

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.

Aria's POV The sentence on my journal cover was written in handwriting I did not recognize. Small and precise and slanting slightly to the left, the kind of handwriting that belonged to someone who had learned to write carefully because careless writing had once cost them something. I stood in my doorway and stared at it and felt my wolf go completely still inside my chest. It said: The True Luna does not need a trial. She needs to shift.

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

she instructed a maid who bowed and hurried out of the room. “Let me see my boys,” Luna Anita requested, stretching out her hands. The first child, still crying, was gently placed into her arms. Luna Anita cradled him, tears of joy glistening in her eyes as she beamed at the precious little boy. He had her exact sea-blue eyes, and she fell in love with him at first sight. “My darling,” she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “You are so perfect.”