MIRA
I had done it.
I stood in the middle of the grand hall, watching the chandeliers cast golden light across the cheering faces. My dress shimmered with every step I took.
The crown on my head weighed nothing compared to the power swelling inside me. They chanted my name, lifted their glasses for me, called me Luna, but I knew better.
I wasn’t just a Luna. I was the Alpha now.
Sylvester might still wear the title, but his heart was long gone. His spirit was crushed and clouded, stuck somewhere in the past with that girl, Nora.
I could see it in the way his eyes kept drifting to the doors all through the ceremony. Waiting. Hoping. Still haunted.
But I didn’t care.
Let him mourn what he threw away. Let him feel the pain of silence after he invited the enemy and they spat in his f
