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silence. The kind that made breathing feel too loud. Th

We all stood there, waiting to find out whose life was about to change. Water splashed. Loud. Startling. No o

the pack. Those who had always been invisible

bucket scrambled to kneel, her hands visibly trembling as she pressed her forehead against the cold stone, fear radiating from her hunched shoulders. The lunar seer stepped forward. He raised his staff. Sil

us like a current, mostly among the servants, whose faces betrayed a mixture of fear and longing. For once, a servant whisp

bserved from the shadows. It wasn't gentle or comforting. It was heavy, pressing down on us all. It slid across the marble floor like a

like worthless..." "Hush. Don't say that too loud. The alpha might hear you," an older woman hissed, gripping the girl's wrist with fingers gnarled from decades of service. A guard was listening, his posture rigid with authority. I felt his gaze burn into my back, sharp and suspicious, as though

work. Devotion," she cooed. Devotion. Devotion? Seriously? My hands curled into fists, nails biting into

hall, a chorus of awe and fear. "He is entering the trance with the goddess," someone breathed behind me. His staff struck the floor. Boom. The impact sent a ripple through the hall. The stone ben

"Imagine that. Imagine I could be chosen. Think of what one servant could wish for

about what the moon goddess liked or hated. Just then, the moonlight

ith unexpected dread. A servant laughed. "Relax. The moon goddess isn't choo

ng I knew, everything I'd been taught since childhood. The moon goddess chose strong wolves, gifted wolves, alphas, betas, wolves with wolves, those born with p

s though it might offer me escape from this unwanted attention. The light pooled at my feet, sh

ok. Why is the light on the wolfless kid?" "No, no, it's just pass

since turning six, since the blood moon, since screaming, since fire and death and... No. I couldn't let those memories surface now. Not here. I folded my arms tightly around myself, a futi

reful now, don't break anything. We all know how fragile you are." I shot her a glare, heat rising to my cheeks as I struggled to maintain composure. "I'm sorry," I said stiffly, forcing the words out. Just then, the

e, a guard barked sharply, cutting through the murmurs in my head. I noti

er guard, and I caught the words immediately. I stumbled back because I knew wha