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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.

Luna’s Last Gift

Damien stared in disbelief, suddenly remembering my words.


The distant pack elders had just entered the den to see an old priestess from Elara's even more remote maternal line yelling at Damien's mother.


Seeing the distant elders, the old priestess felt more confident.


But the distant elders ignored her and went straight to Damien. "Alpha Damien, are you alright?"


The old priestess was surprised. "You… how do you know each other?"


Before the distant elders could reply, a stern-looking old wolf, the old priestess's Chieftain, strode in and roughly pulled her out.


Damien wanted to get to the bottom of it. What did she mean, my Soul-Spark was in him?


But Damien's mother stopped him, her face pale.


After a while, the old priestess and her Chieftain came back in.


The old priestess forced a smile and apologized to Damien and his mother. "Oh dear, I'm just an old fool, I got it all mixed up."


Chapter 5