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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 moon hung low and heavy in the sky, casting long shadows across the training grounds. I stood alone, my breath misting in the cool night air as I tried to make sense of the turmoil in my mind. The events of the past few weeks played on repeat in my head - Lyra's kindness, her unwavering compassion, the way she'd stood up to Father without flinching.

And me. The way I'd changed. The way I'd stood beside her, defying Father for the first time in my life.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" I muttered, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

But even as I asked the question, I knew the answer. It was Lyra. She'd awakened something in me, something I'd thought long dead. Emotions I'd been taught to suppress, to see as weakness, were bubbling to the surface, impossible to ignore.

The realization hit me like a physical blow. I, Robert, heir to the Rogue pack and Father's perfect weapon, was falling in love.

Chapter 42: Fault Lines