Episode 13: The Luna Who Was Hidden
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Aria Valen’s POV
I spent my entire life believing I was ordinary.
That was the truth I carried inside my heart.
I was the wolf who was never the strongest.
The healer who stood behind warriors.
The Luna who was chosen because of fate but forgotten because of circumstances.
I thought my greatest achievement was surviving.
I never imagined that my blood carried a secret older than kingdoms.
That the power I tried to hide from the world was the very thing the world had been waiting for.
The journey back to the Black Moon Citadel was quiet.
Too quiet.
Lucian walked beside me, but his thoughts were somewhere else.
I could feel it.
The tension in his body.
The way his eyes constantly scanned our surroundings.
The way his hand stayed close to his weapon.
He was preparing for war.
But I knew him well enough now to understand something.
He was not afraid of the enemy.
He was afraid of losing me.
"Lucian."
He stopped immediately.
The reaction surprised me.
The most feared king in the supernatural world stopped because I called his name.
Not because I was his Luna.
Not because of destiny.
Simply because I asked.
"What are you thinking about?"
His expression remained unreadable.
"Many things."
I smiled slightly.
"That is a very king-like answer."
For a moment, I saw a small change in his face.
Almost a smile.
Almost.
Then it disappeared.
"You should rest when we arrive."
I sighed.
"You always avoid answering."
"Because some answers only bring pain."
His words were quiet.
And I understood.
Because I had done the same.
Lucian Vareth’s POV
I watched her as she walked beside me.
Every step she took reminded me of what I feared.
She was becoming more powerful.
More important.
More visible.
And that meant more danger.
Before Aria entered my life, I had nothing to lose.
Enemies could attack my kingdom.
Assassins could come for my throne.
The curse could consume me.
I accepted all of it.
But now...
I had her.
And suddenly, immortality felt terrifying.
Because living forever meant watching the one person who saved me disappear.
Darius approached as we entered the citadel.
"My king."
I looked at him.
"Report."
His expression was serious.
"The kingdoms have learned about the prophecy."
My jaw tightened.
"Already?"
Darius nodded.
"News spreads quickly when power is involved."
I looked toward Aria.
She heard him.
Her shoulders became tense.
I hated seeing fear in her eyes.
"Prepare the guards."
Darius bowed.
"To protect the kingdom?"
I looked at Aria.
"To protect her."
Aria’s POV
The Black Moon Citadel was beautiful.
But it was also intimidating.
The walls were enormous.
The halls were filled with history.
Every stone seemed to carry the memories of the kings who came before Lucian.
But despite its greatness...
I could feel the loneliness.
This place was not a home.
It was a fortress.
A place built to keep enemies away.
But perhaps also to keep people from getting close.
That night, Lucian took me to the ancient library.
"This is where you will find answers."
I looked around.
Thousands of books filled the walls.
Ancient records.
Magic texts.
Historical writings.
"Have you searched for this entire library?"
"For centuries."
I looked at him.
"And you never found the answer?"
His expression became distant.
"No."
A pause.
"Because I was searching for a cure."
He looked at the books.
"I never searched for the person who could heal me."
My heart tightened.
I touched one of the ancient books.
The moment my fingers touched the cover...
A golden light appeared.
The book opened by itself.
Lucian immediately moved closer.
"What did you do?"
I shook my head.
"I don't know."
The pages turned.
Then ancient words appeared.
Words written in the language of the first wolves.
Lucian read them.
His expression changed.
"What does it say?"
He was silent.
"Lucian."
He looked at me.
"It speaks about the first Blessed Luna."
I waited.
"The prophecy says the Blessed Luna will not be born powerful."
I frowned.
"What?"
He continued reading.
"She will be born ordinary. She will know pain. She will understand rejection."
My breath caught.
"Why?"
His eyes met mine.
"Because a heart that has never suffered cannot understand the pain of others."
Silence filled the library.
The words felt like they were written for me.
The First Memory
Suddenly, the book released a wave of magic.
The room disappeared.
I found myself standing in another time.
A woman stood before me.
She looked like me.
Not exactly.
But something about her felt familiar.
Her eyes.
Her kindness.
Her strength.
"Who are you?"
I asked.
She smiled.
"I am Elara."
My breath stopped.
"The first Blessed Luna."
She nodded.
"I waited for you."
My voice trembled.
"Why me?"
Her expression became gentle.
"Because you understand."
"Understand what?"
"Being unseen."
Tears filled my eyes.
She continued.
"The greatest power is not destroying enemies."
A hand touched my shoulder.
"It is healing what the world has broken."
The vision changed.
I saw Lucian.
Not the king.
Not the warrior.
A younger version of him.
Alone.
Bleeding.
Crying.
The curse entering his body.
And beside him...
A woman who looked like me.
The first Blessed Luna.
She held his hand.
And the darkness disappeared.
Then Elara whispered:
"Remember this, Aria."
"The curse is not broken by power."
"The curse is broken by love."
The vision ended.
Aria’s POV
I returned to reality with tears on my face.
Lucian was immediately beside me.
"Aria."
I looked at him.
For the first time, I saw him differently.
Not as the Lycan King.
Not like the man everyone feared.
I saw the lonely soul beneath everything.
"You have been carrying this pain for so long."
He looked away.
"I survived."
"No."
I shook my head.
"You endured."
The difference mattered.
Lucian’s POV
Her words reached places inside me I thought were dead.
Nobody had ever looked at me and seen the difference.
Everyone praised my strength.
Everyone feared my power.
But nobody asked if I was tired.
Until her.
I wanted to tell her everything.
I wanted to tell her that my wolf had already accepted her.
That my heart already belonged to her.
That I would destroy anyone who tried to hurt her.
But I was afraid.
Because loving Aria meant giving fate a weapon against me.
Aria’s POV
"Lucian."
He looked at me.
"Why are you afraid?"
His expression changed.
"I am not."
I gave him a knowing look.
"You are the worst liar I have ever met."
For a moment, silence.
Then he said:
"Because everyone I love eventually leaves."
The words were barely audible.
And suddenly, I understood.
The king who protected everyone...
Was the man who had never been protected.
I stepped closer.
"Lucian."
He looked at me.
"I am not promising forever."
His expression changed.
"I don't know what destiny wants from me."
I placed my hand over my heart.
"But I know this."
A pause.
"You are not alone anymore."
Three Days Later
The supernatural kingdoms gathered.
The announcement was made.
The Blessed Luna had returned.
But with power came enemies.
And among those enemies was one person who had been watching from the shadows.
Someone from Aria's past.
Someone who believed she belonged to him.
Alpha Kael Draven.
Kael Draven’s POV
I stood before the message delivered by my spies.
The Blessed Luna resides in the Lycan Kingdom.
My hands tightened.
Aria was no longer simply my lost mate.
She was something far greater.
A woman the entire world wanted.
But I knew the truth.
Before she became the Blessed Luna...
she was mine.
A terrible realization struck me.
For the first time...
I was not afraid of losing my mate.
I was afraid she had already found someone better.
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