The Moon Chosen

and he wanted not

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her, and despite the confidence she tried to project, the weight of their stares pressed down on her like a t

pproval. As usual, his regal aura commanded respect, his stature and presence filling the room even when he sa

e bond-the pull between them-had been immediate and undeniable. She could feel it deep in her bones, the fated connection that

voice cut through the quiet,

ways struggled with finding her place in the Moonstone Pack, es

"We'll talk later. The Silverfang Pack ha

as they spoke, the air thick with unspoken tension. The Silverfang Pack was not like the Moonstone Pack. While her pack was known for its connec

y eyes were fixed on something far beyond the walls of the hall, his jaw clenched in a way that made his

voice calm but carrying authority. "The rogue vampires are

spite everything, her mind kept returning to Asher and the overwhelming force of the bond they had ju

ate. She could feel it. The bond was ancient and unbreakable. She could feel it, not j

d it feel

than a blessing. He hadn't even tried to hide his distaste. And though part of her wanted to ignore it,

her's voice boomed again, pulling everyo

liance between our packs. But we must be careful. The rogue vampires are a

lied, his voice smooth, yet edged with an underlying hostility. "But alliance

speak to her father in such a blunt manner, and yet it was no su

his ground. "We are prepared. And we will have your support

towards her and folded his arms across his chest, his posture a clear sign of both defiance and cont

ed-had never been kind to him. Aria could only imagine the scars left on him from his parents' destructive bond. His mother's abandonment. His father's grief

have to b

he Silverfangs for the mission. You need to understand the severity of th

t. She had no powers, no abilities to make her stand out. There was nothing special a

She rose from her seat, her movements automatic, her th

sessing. It was a gaze that didn't seek to comfort or connect. It was the gaze

she could stop herself, the words slipped from her li

icked to hers. His gaze was unreadable, and his ex

ped, "I don't need a mate. Especially not

t of his rejection hitting her harder than anything she had expected.

t of the hall, the heavy door clo

eemed colder now, more