The Dead Luna

AuroraStone:Myfamilygavemetheirlove,trust,undividedattention—everything.AndwhenIneededthemthemosttheysnatcheditallaway.Theyleftmewithnothingbuthollowsilence.Mybestfriendbetrayedme.Hurtme.Mymaterejectedme.Tothem,Iwasnothingbutapreciousjewel—somethingthatcouldmakethemrichandraisetheirstatusinsociety.ButonceIlostmyhonor,Iwasworthlessintheireyes…justanobjectthatbelongedinthetrash.Afterscarringmysoul,theysoldmetomonsterswhotorturedmeandscarredmyface.Withnothinglefttolose,Iplannedtheimpossible:AnescapefromtheLycanpalace.So?IkilledmyselfandbecameadeadLuna.Aftermyescape,Iwasplanningtoliveinahumantownandrebuildmyself.NoonewouldchaseadeadLunaever.Right?Nah!IguessIwaswrong.Fatehadotherplans.ItledmebacktoSebastianKing,therulerofVelmoraKingdom.Lasttime,hedidletmewalkaway.Thistime,heisnotlettingmeoutofhissight.Butheneedstounderstand.I’malreadydead.Anddeadpeoplenevercomeback.NowI’mPhoenix.Awarriorwhorosefromtheashes.Idon’thaveamateandIdon’tbelongtoanyone.SebastianKing:IthoughtIlostherforever,butheresheis,standingbeforemeinfullarmor,staringboldlyintomyeyes.Mykittenhasgrownintoafirestorm.NowthatIhavefoundher,Iwon’tlethergo.It’stimesheremembers—she’smymateandnoonegetstoclaimher.