Chapter 19: The Luna Queen
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The moment Aria stepped into Stormfang’s great hall, all eyes locked on her.
Not just the wolves who’d fought beside her.
Not just the council members who had doubted her.
But the entire pack silent, reverent, and tense.
The Bone Crown rested heavy on her head, glowing faintly with ancient magic.
Kael stood close, pride shining in his eyes, but his grip on her hand tightened.
“Welcome back, Luna,” Jace whispered.
But not everyone was ready to bow.
In the shadows, Sierra watched from the balcony, lips twisted in a cruel smile.
She whispered to a cloaked figure beside her, “She thinks she’s the queen now… but power like that comes with a price.”
Aria raised her voice, commanding the attention of every wolf.
“I’m not just Luna. I’m your queen.”
A ripple of murmurs spread.
“And I swear on this crown that Stormfang will rise stronger than ever.”
Kael stepped beside her, voice low but fierce.
“Anyone who stands against her stands against me.”
The pack growled their approval.
But one voice broke through the noise.
Liam’s old Beta, now bitter and vengeful, stepped forward.
“She’s not one of us. She carries shadow blood.”
The room froze.
Aria met his glare.
“I carry the blood of queens. And I will protect this pack from every shadow that threatens it.”
Later, in Kael’s chamber, tension crackled between them.
“Your power… it’s growing too fast,” Kael said, his voice rough.
“I’m not the scared girl you met,” Aria replied, eyes blazing.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he confessed.
“You won’t,” she whispered, reaching for him.
But the weight of the crown and what it meant lingered between them.
Meanwhile, far from Stormfang, the Shadow Court gathered.
Vareth stood at the center, holding a twisted dagger inscribed with dark runes.
“The blood-binding ritual begins,” he declared.
“And soon, no Luna will be safe.”
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