= Mikael =
My instincts whispered a dangerous possibility—one I didn’t dare say out loud at first. That woman… she might be a Luneborne.
The Luneborne were more myth than memory now, a bloodline believed to have been erased from the world long before I was born. They once carried a rare and terrifying gift: the power to influence Alphas when we were deep in our frenzy, especially during the full moon when reason slipped and instinct ruled. Their blood made them valuable… too valuable.
Because of that, they were hunted. Harvested. Driven to extinction.
When their pack fell, the few who survived vanished into the shadows, leaving nothing behind but stories whispered around campfires. It had been centuries since anyone had claimed to see a true Luneborne. Eventually, the world labeled the
