Lost Luna's Claim

the pack remained on her, their silent judgment weighing heavier with each second that ti

or the future of the werewolf

nce was like a storm cloud settling over the pack. Some of the wolves exchanged hushed whispers, their eyes flickering with distrust, others wi

earned, was Mara. She was the Beta of this pack-the Ironclaw Pack-a formidable warrior in her own right, steeped in an air of authori

our trust in a girl who is barely out of the wilds. You say you can unite the

gues, they're just the beginning. There's a force out there, bigger than any of us-an ancient evil that wants to rewrite the fate of every werewolf alive. I don't know how or why, but I feel it. I know it in m

he walls, and Luna could feel the weight of their decision pressing down on her. It was her first real test as heir to the Cr

said, her voice still measured, though a glimmer of something-respect, maybe-lurked beneath th

ught of earning anything, proving herself over and over, was a weight around her neck. But she didn

sy. But I'll prove to you that I'm worthy of your respect. And I'll prove

val-or perhaps just grudging acknowledgment. She turn

re just the small part of something far bigger. We've been keeping to ourselves for too long, hiding in the shadows, waiting for things to bl

weight of her responsibility settled in. She wasn't just fighting for survival anymore. She was fighting to unite the fractured world o

due to necessity, others to satiate curiosity. Luna's presence-her bloodline-was both a point of intrigue and contention. Some were ready to behold the final heir

e Midnight Shadows, who had kept to themselves for years upon years. Each pack had its own history, its own traditions, its own set of rules. Luna

e truth in their faces and demand their allegiance, she knew better than to make rash decisions. This wasn't a fight that c

ht at the stars, glinting dimly. The moon was full almost to bursting, casting a ghostly light on the surrounding countryside. She could feel

ing from what she was, but now, there was no more running. She was here. She

Beta's expression was impassive, yet Luna could see the hard edge in her

" Mara said in a

d. "What's

hering again. There are whispers, rumors from the eastern territories. They're plotti

ent would come-the calm before the storm. Hearing it in such plain words

sked, her voice firm ag

eed to unite the clans. We can't do this alone. You've got to convince them, Luna. You've got to make them un

dow of opportunity was running out. They couldn't wait for all the pack leaders to agree on a plan. They couldn't affo

dened with resolution. "No more waiting. It's time to unite. I wi

odding. "Then let's make sure they