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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 crisp morning air nipped at my skin as Lucian and I stood at the edge of the forest. My heart felt heavy, torn between the need to leave and the ache of what I was leaving behind. I could feel Asher's presence through our mental link, a maelstrom of pain, confusion, and resignation.

I turned to look back one last time. Asher stood there, his figure silhouetted against the rising sun. Even from this distance, I could see the slump of his shoulders, the defeat in his posture. Our eyes met, and a jolt of emotion surged through our bond.

"Lyra," his voice echoed in my mind, filled with a desperation that made my chest tighten. "Please... don't go."

I closed my eyes, fighting back tears. "I'm sorry, Asher," I whispered, both aloud and through our link. "I have to do this. For me."

Chapter 49: Pregnance