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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

For killing a pack member (even though Seraphina deserved it) and causing chaos in the pack, Damien was temporarily stripped of some of his Alpha powers by the council of elders and imprisoned in the pack's forbidden zone to reflect.


As for Seraphina, her wolf spirit was completely gone, with no chance of revival.


The distant pack elders, having experienced a rollercoaster from hope to despair in a short time, hastily left this place of trouble, filled with a complex guilt towards me as they departed.


On her way to visit Damien in the forbidden zone, Damien's mother received a somewhat worn, moon-grass woven knot from one of the distant pack elders.


They couldn't face Damien now, nor did they know how to face my spirit, which might have already dispersed.


But they knew Damien alone wasn't the sole cause of all this.


It was also their years of neglecting me and indulging Seraphina.


So, they couldn't forgive themselves even more.


Chapter 10