His Forgotten Luna

's

e hadn't

ilence pressing down on the land like it hel

ow followed me as if they had just s

they

een te

ts last touched the cursed soul of the Blackvale Pack. Te

aph

changed my fate for good. "Why did she die but not you?" Those bitter words

me that day on Seraphina's grave, rain pouring d

a mistake. She should'v

e

She died because of me. I tightened the cloak around my shoulders, as i

pocket, wet from the sweat in my palm. The

sence is required at the Luna

Caden.

ne in the rogue land whispered about h

olf...she didn't care. She stirred the moment I saw his

d. The moment the bond had snapped into pla

My mate wasn't just going to be anyone. He was the A

t me away under storm clouds and grief.

der. The path led me towards the pack's stronghold, and w

lders frowning behind the windows, while some whisp

now," one woman spat on the ground as

other hissed. But I paid them no attenti

ood tall before us, carved with the Blackvale crest-a cre

as shining with a thousand floating lanterns. Wolves

ifting like smoke-haunting, beautiful, and far t

ere

ing in my throat. There he was, at the far end

by the Gods themselves. He wore a blood-red coat embroidere

Caden

m

ignore. Every one of my instincts is screaming at me to run

locked onto each other. And for a second...I

o

laced with cold indifference. Still,

ed of a thousand nights in exile.The moment the

ed me....I'd be his Luna. No longer fo

ence. I could hear the sound of my own heartbeat.

low, deliberate. Measured. He stopped

o give in, to kneel before him. And I nea

searched for mine. His lips parting slightly to finall

ed silently. "

ised

en-he

you, Ava D

hat....?" I whispered. His voice wa

not my

f thunder. My knees felt weak, tears already

was some sort of twisted joke, maybe he was trying t

er the crowd. "My Luna is alive,"

moment, it d

out to turn ou