Chapter 5: The Luna Awakens
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Pain.
It rips through Persephone’s body like wildfire, setting her blood ablaze.
She falls to her knees, fingers clawing at the dirt as an unbearable heat surges through her veins. Every bone in her body cracks, stretches, reshapes, as if she is being torn apart and rebuilt at the same time.
She barely registers the gasps echoing around her.
The Shadowlands wolves form a wide circle, their expressions flickering between awe and terror.
Even Hades, unshakable and fierce, stands frozen, his golden eyes locked on her.
Persephone is changing.
Not into any wolf they have ever seen.
Where there should be the familiar hues of brown, black, or gold—her fur is silver.
Not just silver. Luminous. Ethereal. It shimmers under the moonlight, as if woven from moonbeams themselves.
Her wolf bursts forth in a final, agonizing shift—and the world stills.
A hush falls over the clearing.
For a long moment, no one moves. No one speaks.
Then, a single voice, breathless, disbelieving:
“The Moonborn have returned.”
The words ripple through the pack like a shockwave. Murmurs rise. Eyes widen.
This is impossible.
The Moonborn were nothing more than a legend—a forgotten bloodline, hunted to extinction.
Yet, here she stands. Alive. Awakened. Radiant.
Persephone Vale is no ordinary wolf.
She is the last heir of the Lunar Bloodline.
The lost Luna.
Hades takes a step forward, his golden gaze locked on her shimmering form.
His heart pounds—not with fear, but with something far more dangerous.
Possession.
His mate is more than he ever imagined.
More than a human girl caught in a world of wolves.
She is power.
She is prophecy.
And she is his.
But as the weight of her awakening settles over them, a darkness looms on the horizon.
A sudden, sharp howl cuts through the night.
The pack turns, their bodies tensing as the wind shifts, carrying a scent thick with blood and malice.
Orion.
He is coming.
And he will stop at nothing to claim her.
Hades growls, his own wolf roaring to the surface.
His mate may be the lost Luna—
But she belongs to him.
And he will kill anyone who tries to take her.
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