Luna
"I'm a hybrid," I said quietly. "Wolf and witch."
The room didn't go silent like I expected. Instead, the clerk merely nodded. "Mark it here," he said, pointing to a section labeled 'Other Bloodlines.' "The King has removed many of the old prejudices against hybrids. You won't be disqualified for it."
Surprised but relieved, I completed the form, signing my full name at the bottom: Luna Cross.
"The physical assessment begins in thirty minutes," Lyra announced, returning to my side. "Follow me to the training grounds."
As we walked, I wrestled with my conflicting emotions. Was I really doing this? Applying to serve the very King who had rejected me? The man who, according to Willow, had fathered one of my children while under the influence of Crystal's spell?
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