Crimson Howl: The Luna's Tale

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rt? I lost myself. The version of myself that smiled freely, that believed birthdays were special, that thou

a pale blue dress and had my hair done just right. I imagined a cake, some dancing, maybe a few awkwar

I never chose-all to avoid a marriage that would've destroyed me anyway. They say this is protection. That

be. I miss feeling sa

of all, I

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n is any indication, then change has already arrived in a whirlwind of diamonds and gold. My parents have pulle

lebrity guests arriving in droves. My birthday. My moment. How surreal. How utterly unbelievable. There's a strange fluttering in my chest, half disbelie

everything I could ever want. Luxury, affection, a life most only

of their laughter or the sight of their familiar faces-but nothing. Maybe traffic? A las

riends-and a fiercely loyal werewolf from my pack. She looks rad

grin. "To the beginning of

e're in a sleek black Lamborghini, customized down to the stitching to fit my every wh

indow, hoping-praying-that the next

tonight may not just change everyt

xcitement tonight, Helena. I'm so happy for you" Giving me a gentle side hug, P

d feel with the strings dad pulled to invite the

ar, "Don't tell me...is Odin Blackwood invite

big shot in the werewolf and human world is invited tonight! I d

lass, making a face of pride

d on her champagne. This is very much unlike her. She is dres

o me? It's my birthday, come on!" I know Alexi

r father's so well off that you have to experience the gran

ena. I hope you have a big, grand g

me, Alexia! Thank you!" I was excited of course, but the sl

e of a familiar scent behind

ist was being held delicately by

Alpha of Fro

him over whoever shall enter my life as a mate next. After all, love can make a wolf like

recognize you, sweetheart." He said, spinning m

patchy, Merlin. You ought to know better about my stan

ok at you," my smile comes back wi

I knew only you could pull off

esides, where is my gift?" I extended my hand, asking for a gift brave

round me cheer as my fiancé suddenly

z, was it that hard to co

ered, stiffening in my fia

ike stars. My birthday cake sat untouched on the table, candles still flicke

and fear. "Leave everything you're doing right now, and

art l

or death. And I'd never heard him sound like th

His warmth, his smile, the music-it all vanishe

, leaving an aching void.

ed, brow furrowe

it was fear or instinct-but something deep inside told me t

ything. And it wa