The light blinded me.
It burst from her like a star being born—pure, wild, ancient. I stumbled back, lifting my arm to shield my eyes, heart hammering in my chest.
The bond between us surged like lightning in a storm. I could feel her. Every part of her. The power. The fury. The freedom.
And the wolf.
When my vision cleared, I lowered my hand.
And there she stood.
Jet black.
Towering.
A white royal crest marked her chest, glowing like moonlight on fresh snow. Not just a Luna.
The Luna.
My Luna.
My queen.
My heart clenched with pride so fierce it was almost painful. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I let it go in a sharp exhale.
She lifted her head.
And howled.
It hit something deep inside me. A part I’d kept buried for too long.
I dropped to my knees, let the
