THE TRUE LUNA

s of the crescent pack stronghold. The scent of roasted meat, honeyed bread and spiced wine blend

of the Crescent pack

stories about past coronations, imagining the greatness of such an event, but now seein

ilings, embroidered with the symbols of each member of the seven packs. Torches lined the walls,

their packs insignia. Their voices blended in a symphony of chatter, laughter and celebration.The sight of them together,

high, his dark clock bellowing behind him as he greeted the elders and dignitaries with unwavering confidence. He was a man d

. They chanted his name and raised their goblets in celebratio

the unyi

dge of the wall,watch

night. A cro

was her father. Despite the emotional chasm between t

shoulders, the man who had once whispered stories a

was once

rounded by admirers, he

hought away, tonigh

rned on her heel and hurr

ded to be spotless. If Victoria or Ayla found a speck of dust, she would pay dearly for it.

ts were with Ay

for her to handle all chores

. It sat in its glass case at the centre of the room. She paused,

light, it shimmered with hues of gold, violet and

ss. A treasure beyond measure more covered than di

said to hold the whispers of the past a

did not nearly reflect light, it absorbed it, brea

t war, a powerful sorcerer had used the Moonstone's magic

, her mother's voice

carries the power of our ancestors, the will of the

ed the Moonstone in her hands, she dropped th

smi

r snap back to reality. She dropped the Moonstone, clo

spotless. Satisfied she turned to leave, tiptoeing towards the kitchen

twisted painfully, reminding her she

fingers trembling slightly as she tore a piece and stuffed it into her

swallow before a sharp v

scr

Moonst

ice echoed through the hall

topped. For a brief mom

crashing down. So

read into her mouth, gobb

her breath coming in quick gasps. The hall was in chaos, people shouting, gu

ched tightly the glass case that once held the Moonstone lay shattered o

nstone w

ugh the room, followed by mur

ssible",one of th

done this", ano

ach churned,

it was a sacred relic. It's disappearance could

his eyes scanning the room, with an in

ered , his voice dangerously low. " No o

ugh every corner of the room, questionimg the s

stood f

are steal th

importan

the situation pressed on the entire hous

no ordin

r more sinist