Luna’s Last Gift

I was born different.

My soul held two "Soul-Sparks," a gift from the Moon Goddess.

It was the only thing that made the pack elders, and my Alpha, Damien, look at me twice.

Because his childhood friend, Seraphina, an important she-wolf in our pack, was fading. An old shadow curse was weakening her wolf spirit.

The elders decided that I, as Damien's fated mate, with my rare twin Soul-Sparks, could give one up to keep Seraphina alive.

Later, Damien and I mated. The moonlight saw our vows.

He used to be my only star, the one who saved me from the loneliness of being an outsider in my own birth pack.

I thought he'd be different from those elders who only cared about my gift.

But when Seraphina's curse got worse, he got obsessed. In that hard Alpha voice no one questions, he demanded I give up one of my Soul-Sparks.

But he didn't know I’d already given up a Soul-Spark once.

The other half of its bond was already in his own burning chest.