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“Anyone? Raise your hand and you’ll become the next Luna of the pack.”
Luna Daisy, once Luna and now mother to the Alpha, stood at the far end of the crowd, her voice echoing across the silent gathering. Not a single soul responded. Not one.
“No one?” she called again, scanning the sea of bowed heads.
I looked up, my eyes burning with rage as I stared at her–and at Alpha Finn, who stood calmly among the pack members
like a predator among sheep.
“Keep your head down. You’re not allowed to look the Alpha in the eye,” my mother beside me whispered urgently.
I lowered my gaze, but I couldn’t keep my anger at bay. I shot a glance at her.
My mother was the finest pack doctor in Calvoria–renowned, revered. She had saved countless lives and never once
made a misdiagnosis.
Eight years ago, it was she who declared that Alpha Finn wouldn’t live past the age of twenty.
Even so, my sister Alina had married him without hesitation. She believed in him. Chose him.
I still remember the way she looked the day she left–dressed in white, eyes gentle as she held my hands.
“Harper,” she’d whispered, “don’t be sad for me.”
“Finn isn’t the monster people say he is. He’s our Alpha–he’d never hurt one of his own. Being his Luna… I won’t regret it.”
She had said it would be better to marry someone familiar than be bound to a stranger. At least with Finn, she could enjoy a few happy years, even if they couldn’t grow old together.
But that very night–before she could even take off her wedding dress–she was found dead in the Great Hall of the
packhouse.
The maid said the scene was horrific.
Alina’s limbs had been broken. Her stomach was torn open. Her body lay twisted and mangled on the ground, bruises covering every inch of her skin.
And her heart–her heart was gone.
The moment I heard the news, I collapsed in shock. When I came to, I rushed to the packhouse, ready to kill Finn with my
bare hands.
I didn’t care that he was the Alpha.
I wanted revenge.
But what I saw when I arrived was something I could never have imagined.
Alina’s corpse–twisted and broken–was laid out in the middle of the hall, not even covered with a sheet.
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The former Alpha and Luna stood nearby, completely unfazed. And my mother… my mother was smiling as she examined
Finn with her stethoscope.
She looked elated.
“Wonderful. Truly wonderful,” she said brightly. “His heartbeat is strong and steady–perfectly normal for a healthy
werewolf.”
“With some proper care, Alpha Finn will make a full recovery.”
I stumbled forward, tears streaming down my face. I begged them–demanded justice for Alina.
But the mother who once adored me pushed me away like I was nothing.
“Alina was married to the Alpha,” she snapped. “She was his mate. His Luna. You have no right to interfere.”
She told me she’d examined the body herself and talked to Finn. And she was then certain of one thing: Alina had taken
her own life.
I stared at her, stunned.
“You’re saying that on her mating night, Alina broke her own limbs, ripped open her stomach, and tore out her own heart? Are you serious?”
“She was the gentlest soul I knew–she wouldn’t even harm a lamb! She was happy, excited to marry Finn. Why the hell
would she kill herself?”
I couldn’t make sense of it. I couldn’t accept it.
But my mother’s expression remained cold.
“She lost her mind. No one’s to blame. The mate bond was a gift–and she just wasn’t strong enough to handle it.”
I couldn’t believe this was the same woman who had raised us with so much love.
She used to say the world was cruel, and a she–wolf couldn’t depend on any man. She defied her old pack, risking
everything to teach Alina and me the healing arts, all to give us a shot at a future.
She used to believe we should live for ourselves.
So how could she stand there and act like Alina’s death didn’t matter?
With nowhere else to turn, I went to the Alpha King himself and begged him to intervene.
He sent a team of elite werewolf investigators. But the final report was exactly what my mother had claimed.
Suicide
They said Alina had used a silver dinner knife from the table–cut open her own abdomen, pulled out her own heart, and bled to death in agony
Nothing else was found. The case was quietly closed, attributed to sudden madness.
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And Finn–the man who claimed to love her–moved on.
A year later, he took another mate.
She didn’t survive her mating night either.
Her heart disappeared. Her body was mutilated the same way Alina’s had been.
People were horrified. Whispers spread like wildfire.
And yet Finn only grew stronger.
He continued with his life. Took another Luna. And another.
Eight mates. Eight dead Lunas.
The entire pack–no, the entire region of Calvoria–was shaken to its core.
People said Finn was a monster who devoured hearts.
They claimed those eight women were bewitched, driven to madness, and willingly sacrificed their virgin hearts to Finn,
who was never sick but needed them to sustain his werewolf strength.
I didn’t believe in superstition. And I couldn’t understand how my mother–so brilliant, so meticulous–could be so wrong.
For eight long years, I kept investigating.
Again and again, my mother tried to stop me. She insisted it was madness–that all eight women had lost their minds.
But I didn’t buy it.
If the wolves couldn’t uncover the truth, I would. Even if it meant stepping into the lion’s den myself.
I raised my head and looked straight at the stage–at the Luna Daisy and at Alpha Finn.
Then, slowly, I lifted my hand.
- I want to be the Alpha Finn’s next Luna.”
