VALERIA’S POV
The Moon Goddess stepped closer, her ethereal presence glowing faintly under the dark sky. Her voice, soft yet filled with authority, carried the weight of ancient truths.
“You are not just a werewolf, Valeria,” she began, her silver eyes locking onto mine. “You are so much more than that. When Zeus first granted me my powers and named me the mother of all wolves, I was content with my position. My purpose felt clear, my existence fulfilled. But then… I fell in love.”
Her gaze softened, a flicker of sadness passing across her serene face.
“I fell in love with a mortal,” she continued, her voice trembling ever so slightly. “Even when Zeus and the others warned me against it, I couldn’t resist. Love is unpredictable, even for gods. At first, it was beautiful, ever
