His Abandoned Luna

lac's

voice shaking as I turne

I had never begged before, never thought I would have t

to remember the vows we made, the promises he ha

st," he had told me, his

leaving ruin in her way. He swore nothing would change, that I would

sp it. His silence cut deeper than a blade. My hands clenched into fists, nails

ars, carved with our pack's history, seemed to lean inward as if they, too, couldn't bear to witness this. He killed all my trusted warriors, making

s buckled, and I sank to the cold stone. The impact barely registered. My dress

rything to. His broad shoulders were squared, his jaw set, his golden eyes colder than I had ever seen. Thi

he was breathtaking. To me, she was nothing but a viper wrapped in silk and secrets. Her lips curled into a smirk triumpha

, unyielding warriors were on their knees, heads howed, Silver chains bound their wrists and ankles, the e

l. He is the proud of

his shame. My mother's fierce eyes were hollow now, empty of hope. The woman who taught me to

wn the sob clawing its way u

cracking. "If you ever loved me

ng through the sil

tilting her head. "Love h

its prey. In her hand, a dagger gleamed under the dim light.

," she mused, "if

punch to the gut. Before

de

whispered. "I

led the

de spun through the

hey had always been. But now, they were filled with

truck. A sic

ver burned through him. His fingers trembled, reaching-reaching for me-

N

from my throat

r him despe

fore I could touch him one last

ruck my mot

hilt, as if she could undo it, as if she could will the blade awa

ze fou

e my whole life-now filled with something else. Regret.

words came. Just a

sed beside

it me apart. My parents my home, my anchor were gone. just like t

d me whole. My wolf surged forward, her growl shaking the hall. M

lding her from my wrath. His golden eyes bore into mine,

him. My love was

believed in, had been an illusion, sh