Cursed Luna, Rejected Mate

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ky is

spills across the clouds like an open wound. The moon hangs too low, too big, glo

de of ash, shifting and crumbling with every movement, smoky threads trailing behind me like ghosts. Around

of the hall

ha

wilt as I pass, petals dropping one by one like they're bowing to him. He wears black, as always. But now, it's no

o him. My fin

esn't

ence st

er, "I'

nough for the gold of his eyes

y soul. Like a cord has been sliced through

ove, their heads tilt back, their mouths open, too wide, too dark. They point at me and the

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rt beats too fast, too loud, like it wants to t

when she st

f the crowd like s

river water, her feet silent on the thorn-strewn ground. The faceless crowd p

s, she carr

d light. It hums like it knows my name. I try to speak, to ask her what she'

oesn't l

, offering him the sword like it's a gift.

, unwavering. "Let the pack see what h

No, this isn't real

en at me. His expression is carv

y a whisper escapes my

o chant in one voi

e Luna. Kill t

ts into black water. I sink into it, cold swallowing my body inch by inch. My lungs burn

Lugh, her face soft a

word

r above me like

explodes be

y heart rams against my ribs, wild and panicked like it's trying to escape. I can still feel the blade

he wooden beams overhead. The soft, steady rhythm of Selene's breathing from the othe

ream. A horribl

felt to

estless. She doesn't speak, but

id slipping over her shoulder. Her face is peaceful. She always lo

rn a

kin, unsettled, like it's trying to tell me something I don

oked me in the eye and lifted

lene hande

inside, where fear

seen the truth