The night the twins were born, the moon bled for the first time in a hundred years.The cries of wolves echoed in the distance, their howls trembling like warnings carried on the wind. Inside the Luna’s chamber, a storm of pain and prayer raged, and Luna Alara’s screams rose with the thunder."Push, my lady, the child is coming!” the midwife cried, her hands slick with blood and fear. “Not tonight!” Alara’s voice cracked, desperate. “Not under this cursed moon, do you hear me, Aelina? Not tonight!” The priestess beside her lifted her staff, gold eyes gleaming against the red light that bled through the window. “You cannot choose the hour of birth, Luna. The Goddess has spoken through your pain.” “I never asked for her to speak to me!” Alara’s breath came in sobs, her silver hair plastered to her sweat-soaked face. “She’s already taken my mate, my Alpha died in her name, must she take my first child too?” Another scream tore through her body. The midwife leaned forward, whispering
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