Reborn As The Shadow Alpha's Vengeful Luna

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he execution platform and everything to do with the metal's poison. F

murmurs of the Blackwood Pack members gathered belo

er's voice. Gamma Franco Wiley. "You stand accused of betr

m, my mother, Jerry, was weeping. Not for me. Her tears were for the family nam

s, her shoulders shaking. But as her eyes met mine over Jerry's shoulder, I saw it. A

was wrapped around the hilt of a silver blade, its polished surface reflec

time, burning their cold, rig

her perfect face. She'd begged me to deliver a letter for her, a lo

red, her voice trembling. "Yo

lieved her. I'd wan

ecipient wasn't a lovesick boy; he was a Rogue scout. They caught me at the border, the map in my hand. I had no

The struggle was pointless. All that was left was the fi

s eyes-doubt, maybe even regret. But it was gone in an instant, replaced

ilver

ugh me. My vision blurred, the world di

ess, looking down at the scene. I saw my own limp form crumpled at

ar. "You did well, son. For the fam

er whisper carrying on the wind. "Momma

e, if there was any justice in this universe, I would burn th

eir movements rough, as if they were handling trash. They dragge

life, and the truck rumbled away, heading toward the desolate, rocky barrens at the

host. I watched as they pulled my body from th

"Good riddance." They climbed back into the truck and drove o

tance. My spectral form felt thin, stretche

ength was fading, a figure

k. He moved with a silent grace that was unnerving.

reached down and lifted my broken form into his

en earth, digging a shallow grave. He plac

re flower on the freshly turned soil. A moonpetal, its pe

. But his features were lost in the deep shadow of his hood. I could only feel an ancient, o

raw and guttural with pain, whisp

in

like a maelstrom, erupted from the ground. It latched onto me,