THE LUNA'S SECOND DAWN
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.
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