The Breeder Luna Bites Back

e. The hallway stretches out before me, long and endless. The walls are lined with portraits, face

y shoulders, like we've done this a thousand times. But we haven't. At least, I don't remember if we have. Lys

I will. Bu

of the puzzle start to come together. They're my brothers. They say they are, an

beams of dark wood crisscrossing above. The walls are lined with more portraits, more faces I don't know. The air smells of polish

e echoing off the walls. "It's where we hold ou

eautiful, grand in a way that makes me feel sm

should see it when it's full of people. It

my voice barely m

e's explaining something to a child. "They've been wai

it. Why would they wait for me? I'm just...me. A girl with no memory, no past. But then I see the look

if reading my thoughts. "Our long-lost princ

sense of belonging. But it's like there's a wall in my min

ng squeeze. "Hey, don't overthink it, okay? Just

and it. I take a deep breath, letting the scent of the room fi

c artworks that hang from the beams, the soft glow of candles flickering in sconces along the walls. It's all so...beaut

light floods in, bright and warm, and I blink against the sudden glare. When my e

is fresh, clean, with a hint of pine and earth. It smells like freedom. I feel the sun on my skin, wa

says, his voice soft with

thing more. It is beautiful. It's ev

wide with awe, respect, something I can't quite name. They bow their heads as I pass, murmuring greetings I don't kno

y apart from the others. He's tall, taller than Lucian, with broad shoulders and a strong, comman

eart skips a b

e word slipping out

oment, something lights up in them. Recogn

ncess," he says. His voice is deep, smooth and almo

els wrong. But I can't shake the feeling that I know

me," I say, my

f something in his eyes, something I can't quite place

closer to him. "It was you. In t