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One True Luna for Twin Alphas

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?

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Chapter 28: Until We Meet Again

A cool breeze swept across the terrace, breaking the spell that had momentarily consumed us. I pushed against Lucian's chest, creating distance between us. My heart was pounding, but I forced my voice to remain steady.

"We can't do this, Lucian. It's not right."

Lucian's green eyes, still as mesmerizing as ever, softened. A roguish smile played on his lips, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Don't worry, little moon. It was just a farewell kiss - a custom from the north. Don't take it to heart."

He stepped back, his hands falling to his sides. "After tonight, I'll be heading back north. Who knows when we'll see each other again?"

Despite his casual tone, I could feel the turmoil of emotions through our bond - sadness, longing, and a deep reluctance that mirrored my own. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to close the distance between us again.