_Lyla's POV_
The morning of the Luna ceremony arrived with an air of excitement and nervousness. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. My long, silver dress hugged my figure, the fabric shimmering under the soft glow of the moonlight. The gown was elegant yet simple. Aaron chose it himself. A delicate silver circlet adorned my head. It was a symbol of my future status.
Today was the day Aaron had planned for me—his Luna. The realization made my heart race. I wasn’t just stepping into a title. I was stepping into a future that I wasn’t sure I was ready for.
A knock on the door snapped me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, my voice shaky.
The door creaked open, and Aaron’s mother stepped inside. Her gaze softened as she looked at me.
“You look beautiful, dear,”
