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I worked carefully, kneading the arches of her feet, hoping she would lose interest in me. Then the door opened. I didn’t dare look up. Heavy steps crossed the room, slow and deliberate. The air thickened with something unspoken. I knew who it was before I even saw him. Alpha Malachi. My fingers trembled as I forced myself to keep massaging the Luna’s feet. My heart pounded so loudly I was certain he could hear it. If he recognized me.... if he even suspected... I held my breath, but Malachi did not say my name.

The cramped cell offered little space to move, making it impossible to straighten my leg forward. I offered Charity a small smile in gratitude for waking me. "Of course," she replied, assuming the same uncomfortable position as she stood up. I knew I couldn't survive without her. I had met Charity three weeks ago when the Red Moon's pack took over our own. She had been kind and gentle to me, especially considering I had just lost both my parents to this terror. My father had been the beta of our pack before it was taken over, while Charity's father had been an Alpha. She was supposed to be the first female Alpha after him, but their pack fell to the notorious Red Moon pack.

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Grief even and I really didn't want to be here. "Poppy. Do you have anything to tell me?" Flora asked. "Viola did this to me. Oh and a mage called Damien thinks I am the reincarnation of the grand oracle Poppy. I was in contact with Luna, the moon and she said I am her daughter and my mate Silas are my knight. A bit confusing actually." I said and looked at her. Flora nodded and took out a necklace with a moon pendant on it. It had a white crystal in the middle but I felt drawn to it somehow.

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