By sunset, the Kingdom of Silver Crescent had changed into a sea of silver and white.
Wolves gathered from all corners of the kingdom, filled with hope and excitement as they made their way to the Sacred Moon Temple. Merchants lined the roads to the temple, selling handmade moon charms, silver bracelets, and woven flower crowns thought to bring good luck. Children laughed while chasing each other through the crowd, clutching glowing lanterns shaped like crescent moons.
The smell of roasted venison, fresh bread, and sweet berry pastries filled the air. Musicians played ancient tunes on crystal flutes, while women danced gracefully around large bonfires. Their white dresses shimmered in the fading light.
Tonight was special.
It was the Moon Goddess Festival.
A night when fate revealed itself.
A night when destined mates found each other.
A night no wolf dared to lie beneath the Moon Goddess’s watchful gaze.
The Sacred Moon Temple towered above the celebration. It was carved from pale marble that reflected the moonlight like polished silver. Hundreds of stone steps led to its grand entrance, where tall pillars were engraved with tales of the first Alpha and the first Luna, blessed by the Moon Goddess.
At the temple's center sat the Moon Crystal.
It had remained untouched for centuries.
The elders believed it held a piece of the Moon Goddess’s divine power, revealing only what destiny allowed.
As the first full moon of autumn rose into the sky, silence spread across the temple grounds.
Every wolf faced the entrance.
Alpha Aden had arrived.
Clad in ceremonial black robes with silver trim, he moved with calm authority. His broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and piercing blue eyes commanded respect effortlessly. Warriors lowered their heads as he walked by. Elders bowed. Young wolves whispered in admiration.
But behind his calm facade, his thoughts were anything but peaceful.
The dream.
It had returned again last night.
Two women stood beneath the moon.
One reached for him with trembling hands.
The other smiled as shadows curled around her feet.
No matter how hard he tried, their faces remained hidden.
Then came the same haunting whisper.
“Choose carefully, or lose what Heaven has chosen.”
He had woken before dawn, his heart racing.
The dream had plagued him for weeks.
Every elder who heard it offered a different explanation, yet none could ease his growing anxiety.
Tonight, he hoped the Moon Goddess would finally bring him peace.
High Priestess Seraphina approached him with a gentle smile.
“The Moon Goddess favors this night, Alpha.”
“I hope she favors the truth,” Aden replied quietly.
The High Priestess examined his face.
“You are troubled.”
“I have seen the same dream every night.”
She lowered her voice.
“Sometimes the Moon Goddess prepares us for what is to come, not for what we wish to see.”
Before Aden could ask her meaning, the ceremonial horns echoed across the temple.
The festival had begun.
Far beyond the kingdom, where no sacred light could reach, the Black Forest remained shrouded in unnatural darkness.
Ancient trees twisted towards the sky like skeletal hands.
No birds sang.
No animals stirred.
Even the wind seemed hesitant to enter.
At the heart of the forest stood a ruined shrine forgotten by time.
Black candles burned with eerie emerald flames around an altar stained with old blood.
• Valerie’s POV
Valerie knelt before it.
Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders as she carefully arranged the final offerings.
A silver ribbon.
A lock of golden hair.
Drops of fresh wolf blood.
An obsidian mirror.
Years of obsession had led to this moment.
She had watched the woman chosen by destiny from a distance, studying every smile, every gesture, every movement until envy consumed her completely.
If fate would not choose her…
She would take fate for herself.
The shadow shamans had warned her.
“The Veil of Borrowed Flesh grants only appearance, never destiny.”
She had laughed.
Appearance was enough.
Once Alpha Aden accepted her before the kingdom, nobody would dare question the Moon Goddess’s chosen Luna.
Not even destiny itself.
Drawing a silver dagger across her palm, Valerie let her blood drip onto the black mirror.
The surface rippled.
Mist rose from the glass.
Slowly, another face appeared.
Soft silver eyes.
Golden hair.
Gentle features.
The face of the woman destiny had chosen.
Valerie reached toward the reflection.
Dark magic enveloped her body.
Pain exploded through every bone.
She screamed as her body twisted and reshaped itself.
Moments later…
The pain stopped.
She opened her eyes.
The woman staring back from the mirror was no longer Valerie.
It was the true Luna.
Every feature was perfect.
Every detail flawless.
Only one thing remained unchanged.
Her smile.
It carried a darkness no spell could hide.
She laughed softly.
“Let’s see whether destiny is stronger than desire.”
Back at the Sacred Moon Temple, the celebration reached its most sacred moment.
The High Priestess lifted the Moon Crystal above her head.
Its silver glow spread across the courtyard, bathing every wolf in gentle moonlight.
One by one, unmated wolves stepped forward, hoping destiny would finally reveal itself.
The crowd watched in reverent silence.
Then the temple gates opened.
A young woman dressed in flowing white stepped inside.
Her golden hair shimmered in the moonlight.
White lilies rested delicately in her hair.
Her silver eyes reflected the light of the Moon Crystal.
The crowd gasped.
“She is beautiful.”
“Surely the Moon Goddess has blessed her.”
“Could she be the Alpha’s destined Luna?”
Alpha Aden looked toward the entrance.
His breath caught.
His heartbeat quickened.
The woman from his dreams.
Every instinct inside him urged him toward her.
He stepped down from the altar without hesitation.
The crowd parted, smiling as he walked toward the mysterious woman.
She lowered her gaze with perfect grace.
“My Alpha,” she whispered.
Aden gently extended his hand.
The Moon Crystal glowed brighter.
Cheers erupted across the temple.
“Long live the Alpha!”
“Long live the future Luna!”
As their hands touched, Valerie hid a victorious smile behind lowered lashes.
The first step of her deception had succeeded.
Far beyond the cheering crowd, another figure hurried toward the temple gates, her white dress brushing against the stone path as she struggled to catch her breath.
She had no idea…
She was already too late.
The joyous cheers pouring from the Sacred Moon Temple reached her before she arrived at the entrance.
“Long live the Alpha!”
“Long live the future Luna!”
Her heart pounded painfully against her chest.
No…
Please… don’t let it be too late.
Gathering the skirt of her white gown, she hurried up the long marble staircase, ignoring the ache in her feet. She had traveled day and night after the same dream called her to Silver Crescent. Every step she took was driven by one unshakable belief—the Moon Goddess had summoned her to meet the man destined to be her mate.
As she reached the towering temple doors, she stopped.
The world around her seemed to fade away.
There, beneath the silver glow of the Moon Crystal, stood Alpha Aden.
His broad hand gently held another woman’s.
Her breath caught.
The woman beside him…
Had her face.
The same golden hair.
The same silver eyes.
The same delicate features.
It felt as though she were staring into a mirror.
The only difference was the smile.
The woman smiled with quiet confidence, while she stood frozen in disbelief.
Her knees weakened.
“No…” she whispered.
The word slipped out before she could contain it.
The music continued.
The crowd kept cheering.
Nobody noticed the tears forming in her eyes.
She forced herself forward.
One step.
Then another.
Finally, her voice rose above the celebration.
“Stop!”
The drums fell silent.
The flutes ceased their playing.
Hundreds of curious eyes turned toward the entrance.
The entire courtyard fell still.
Alpha Aden slowly looked up.
His brows furrowed.
Another woman…
With the exact same face.
Confused whispers spread through the gathering.
“Who is she?”
“They look identical.”
“Is this some kind of trick?”
The young woman moved closer, her trembling gaze focused solely on Alpha Aden.
“My Alpha…”
Her voice cracked.
“I finally found you.”
Those words stirred something deep within Aden.
A strange feeling brushed against his heart—brief, almost impossible to define.
Before he could understand it, the woman beside him tightened her grip on his hand.
Valerie lowered her head, her shoulders shaking.
“My Alpha…” she whispered with fear.
“She’s here again.”
Aden turned to her.
“You know this woman?”
Valerie nodded, tears brimming in her eyes.
“I’ve seen her several times during my journey.”
“I didn’t tell anyone because I thought she would leave me alone.”
Her voice trembled just enough to sound convincing.
“But she keeps following me.”
“I was afraid she would appear tonight.”
A murmur swept through the crowd.
“So she’s been stalking the future Luna.”
“How shameless.”
The true Luna stared at Valerie in disbelief.