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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

The old priestess knew she was in trouble.


She looked up and realized Elder Lyra was one of the mysterious figures who had presided over Damien's forbidden life-extending ritual years ago—and one of the few who knew my long-lost maternal line had the gift of "twin Soul-Sparks."


The distant pack elders were also stunned.


How did I become the old priestess's kin, and what was this about twin Soul-Sparks? All they knew was I was a she-wolf with ordinary gifts.


Damien grabbed Elder Lyra's hand excitedly. "Mentor? What did you just say? Twin Soul-Sparks? Moon-Touched?"


Elder Lyra didn't know about the deal between Damien's mother and the old priestess's family, or how they'd deliberately hidden my true heritage later on.


She only knew that years ago, a little Moon-Touched girl with twin Soul-Sparks had been brought by her then-pack and had sacrificed one Soul-Spark to the dying Damien. So, I should be Damien's savior.


Chapter 6