The Forgotten Luna

For nine long years, Asher Eldridge, heir to the Crescent Moon pack, had given me nothing but empty promises and carefully controlled affection. On the night of my naming-day, he surprised me with something uncharacteristically thoughtful—a carved wooden box filled with vials of moonlit elixir, a rare and powerful healing tonic.

At first, I was touched. The elixirs were valuable, and Asher’s gift seemed genuine. But when I opened the box to examine them more closely, I noticed an inscription on the underside of the lid: “To Lila Thorn—For the brightest light in my shadow.”