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Lyra has spent her life as a lowly slave in the Crescent Moon Pack, dreaming of escape. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. Chosen as the pack's Luna and bound to the powerful and charismatic Alpha Asher, Lyra discovers she's a True Luna, one of the rarest and most powerful beings in the werewolf world.
As Lyra grapples with her newfound powers, her world is turned upside down by the return of Lucian, Asher's twin brother. Once unfairly exiled and branded a traitor, Lucian has forged his own formidable pack and now stands as an Alpha in his own right. His reappearance awakens something wild within Lyra, challenging her bond with Asher.
Caught between two irresistible forces, Lyra finds herself torn. Asher, with his commanding presence and unwavering determination to protect her. Lucian, exuding danger and rebellion, his very presence promising freedom and passion. Both Alphas are drawn to her, both claim her as their own, their rivalry threatening to reignite old wounds and shatter pack alliances.
But Lyra's awakening has attracted darker forces. Rogue werewolves hunt her, coveting the power of a True Luna for their sinister purposes. As war looms and long-buried secrets surface, Lyra must navigate treacherous pack politics, harness her unpredictable abilities, and choose between the two captivating wolves who've claimed her heart.
In a world where loyalty is everything and fate is written in the stars, can Lyra forge her own destiny? Or will the bonds of the past—and the allure of two powerful Alphas—drag her into a future she never imagined?

One True Luna for Twin Alphas

The world came back into focus slowly, like emerging from a deep, hazy dream. My head throbbed, and every nerve in my body felt raw, oversensitive.

As clarity returned, so did the memories of what had transpired in that flower-filled clearing. Shame and confusion washed over me in equal measure.

Asher and Lucian stood a few feet apart, the tension between them palpable. Neither would meet my eyes directly, but I could feel the weight of their gazes on me. The air around us still held traces of that sweet, intoxicating scent, but here, away from the heart of the clearing, its effects were diminished.

"I..." I began, my voice hoarse. But before I could say anything, Asher held up a hand, silencing me.

"Don't," he said, his voice low and strained. Something was in his eyes, but I could not read it. It made my heart clench. "Please, Lyra. Don't speak right now."

Chapter 20: Crossroads of the Heart