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The Luna's Oath Caused by Alpha's Betrayal

The Luna's Oath Caused by Alpha's Betrayal

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They called her weak. They laughed when she couldn't shift. They crushed her under the weight of her parents' mysterious death... But they forgot one thing - a broken Luna can still bleed a pack. Seraphina is nothing but a burden in the Crimson Moon Pack - powerless, unwanted, and silently grieving. What no one knows is that her parents were murdered by the Alpha himself. And now, the same Alpha is coming for her. When betrayal cuts deepest, Seraphina makes an unbreakable oath - she will destroy those who wronged her. But as she begins to awaken a forbidden power tied to the ancient wolves, a darker war begins to rise... one that threatens the entire werewolf world. She wanted revenge. Destiny demands more. If the pack wants survival... they'll have to kneel before the Luna they tried to bury. What happens when the Luna they called weak becomes the weapon that could end them all?

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Chapter 1 The Luna Who Couldn't Shift

The pack stood in a perfect circle. Silent. Watching. Waiting.

The moon glowed blood-red overhead, a rare Crimson Eclipse - a sacred night when young wolves shifted for the first time under ancestral blessing. But all eyes weren't on the sky. They were locked on Seraphina.

Nineteen years old. Barefoot. Knees scraped. And still... unshifted.

Her breathing was shallow as she stood at the center of the ritual grounds, the cold dirt beneath her feet mocking her like the whispers around her.

"She's useless."

"She's cursed."

"She's not even a real wolf."

The voices weren't even hushed anymore.

Alpha Lucian watched from his elevated stone seat, draped in furs, his eyes filled with controlled disappointment - and something colder. Something cruel.

"This is your third Crimson Eclipse," he said aloud, his voice echoing through the woods. "And still, nothing?"

Seraphina clenched her fists, willing herself not to cry. "I tried, Alpha. I feel... something. But it won't-"

"It won't?" he snapped, standing. "Or you won't? Maybe the spirit of your coward father lives on inside you."

The crowd snickered.

Her heart twisted. He always did this - always found a way to bring up her parents, even when the ritual had nothing to do with them.

They were murdered by rogues, they said.

She was lucky to survive, they said.

But no one ever told her why the Alpha never looked her in the eye when he spoke of them.

Lucian stepped forward, descending the steps with slow menace.

"You are a stain on this pack," he hissed. "A disgrace to the bloodline. And every day you breathe, you dishonor the wolves who died protecting our lands."

Seraphina said nothing.

Because deep down, something inside her - something ancient - was whispering.

Not yet...

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Shame Served in Silence

"You've failed again," Lucian declared. "So your punishment shall be public."

The crowd stirred.

Her punishment?

Before she could ask, two enforcers grabbed her arms and forced her to her knees. Lucian walked in a slow circle around her like a lion savoring a kill.

"You've been given food, shelter, and protection all your life. Tonight, you lose all three."

He raised his hand.

"I strip Seraphina of her name, her home, and her right to the pack lands. Until she learns to shift - or dies trying - she is nothing."

There was no ceremony. No mercy.

Just the howl of wolves as her own people turned their backs.

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Exile

That night, she walked into the forest barefoot and alone, her white ceremonial robe stained with dirt and blood.

She didn't cry.

She didn't scream.

She just walked.

Because deep inside her chest, something stirred. Like a drumbeat. Like an ancient wolf waking from a long, cursed slumber.

The wind blew harder. The trees bent.

And that voice whispered again.

"They think you're weak. Good. Let them."

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Unknown Eyes

Far behind her, at the edge of the trees, someone watched her walk into the night.

Not a pack wolf.

Not even something living.

A cloaked figure stepped into the shadows, eyes glowing silver.

"She's waking," it said to no one.

Then it vanished with the wind.

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End of Chapter One

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