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Luna's POV “You have to live a life that isn't yours, for the moon goddess has granted you a second chance. There will be turmoils, and there will be troubles. But they are all tests.” “Luna!” Someone screamed in my head, and I frowned, with my eyes still closed. The voice in my head seemed like a dream. I remembered talking to someone that seemed like a light. She was pretty, with white hair. She spoke about a second chance.

All I knew was to run away. My running stopped as soon as I reached a lake. I have no clue where this lake was or how far I had come but I knew I was still in the pack land. I could sense the borders pull just some meters away from where I stood. Glad that it was a full moon night, I collapsed by the lake's bank that imitated the role of a mirror. The clear water of the lake reflected the round moon like an acrylic painting on a huge irregular shaped canvas. One word; breathtaking. Though I didn't intend to ruin the pretty picture, my throat was absolutely parched. Tongue lapping at the water in desperation, I slowly slid myself in the water to calm the aching of my muscles.

The river flowed towards the sea, tall trees stood on the side and the moon was hanging up in the sky. "This is a nice place," she took a sip from the bottle. "And the moon is beautiful. I don't think I've ever looked at the moon this closely before. Those dark spots are the craters in the moon, did you know?" "No, that's Jack and Jill who went up there to fetch a pail of water... See, they splashed the water though," he pointed and Jacques Laughed. "It looks that way, isn't it?" "I am glad you like this place, Jerlina," he kissed her forehead.

he said, his gaze meeting Jared's. The scholar nodded, closing the ancient tome. "The book speaks of a place... the Cradle of the Moon. Where the first Luna was born and where the first Key was forged." Aurora closed her eyes, an ancient memory echoing within her. "I know where it is." Cael held her tighter. "Then that is where we will go." Outside, the moon shone in the night sky, its silvery light bathing the earth like a protective cloak. The battle was won, but the war against the darkness had only just begun.

in a language that predated the first moon. RESTORATION POINT REACHED. INITIATING 'THE GLOBAL FORMAT'. And from the sky, a second moon began to descend—a moon made of "Pure Ink" that carried the scent of a thousand "The Ends."

I said resolutely. Papa flashed me a proud smile and nodded with me. It was quiet for a moment, and I could tell that he was trying to figure out how to say something. I squeezed his hand reassuringly. I felt the tension in the room rise. I looked to Xander who looked at me with uncertainty. Whatever we were about to hear was not going to be good. “I was not supposed to present myself early, but the mission would fail if I did not. The Moon has grown impatient, a flaw of hers grounded in the misconception that she is the ultimate authority. Ezekiel made a deal with her, and she surely does love her deals.”

Like what they’ve done with life. The rusty moon fits this year: the world’s and Helen's own. Her very personal one that she wouldn't even tell the diary about, because writing about it would be too painful. For the world it isn't over yet: the year of longing in which the moon began to rust. For Helen it will be soon enough. In three steps, beneath a rusty moon, in a rigid time, and someday it will hopefully be hollowed out by water, so the world can move again.

A thought flashed through my mind immediately, if I accepted to become Finn's Luna, it meant that I would be safe and I would also be able to protect my babies till they were born. Another thought crept into my mind as a weird feeling ran through my veins. If I become Finn's Luna, it means that I would be able to pay back everyone who had done wrong to me, from my uncle and aunt to Silas who rejected me as his mate. "Revenge," I gasped as I thought about this. As the word 'Revenge' crept through my mind, I made my way to Finn's office. "I accept to be announced as your Luna," I said as I came into Finn's office.

She was about to bloom under the moonlight and embrace her role in the ancient battle that loomed on the horizon. Her fingers clenched tightly around the tattered journal that held the key to her heritage. Its worn pages were a portal to a world of moonlit rituals and whispered legends, a realm where the Moonrise werewolf clan had embraced their dual nature under the watchful eye of the moon. Emma delved into the journal's contents, hungrily absorbing the stories and knowledge inscribed within its faded lines. With each word she consumed, a surge of excitement coursed through her veins, beckoning her to unlock the hidden secrets it held.

I didn’t know why they got sad and I wanted to ask him, but then he said, “The legend of a white Moon warrior.” We were all surprised. Everyone knew the Legend of Azrael, the famous Moon Goddess warrior. “My mom used to tell me that story every night. She tried to tell me other stories, but I loved that one, so she would tell me of the great strength Azrael possessed and that being the first creation of the Moon Goddess herself made him and his warriors her personal protectors to live on this Earth among us all,” he said softly, smiling, lost in his memory from his childhood. “Do you guys remember when we would pretend like we were the great white warriors?” Damon asked Wyatt and Zen, and th