The Curse of the Full Moon

The Curse of the Full Moon

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Lycanthrope. Derived from the Greek words Lykos, meaning wolf, and Anthropos meaning man. It has the ability to transform into a bipedal, wolf like creature by means of a full moon. Also known as werewolf. In today's society, mentioning werewolf would result in people groaning in disdain, talking about a teenage boy who could transform into an oversized wolf. If only that was what a werewolf was, if only. Abigail Withers wishes with all her might to be normal but fate isn't always so kind. After an accident two years ago, Abigail is left with a curse. The curse of a full moon.
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---- 🐺 The True Luna: Reborn > I was born under a blood moon, into a name that carried weight - whispered through generations like prophecy. Moon. Sacred. Feared. Expected to rise. But the wolf inside me never woke. No shift. No howl. Just silence... and shame. When the mate bond snapped into place, I felt hope bloom - sharp, trembling, dangerous. Then he looked at me. And chose someone else. Not because I was unworthy... But because I terrified him. I left it all behind. The pack. The promise. The broken destiny. I buried the girl they wanted and became something else. A shadow in the human world. A woman with ink-stained fingers and secrets in her eyes. I don't need a mate. I don't crave power. But darkness... darkness has always known my name. Then he appeared. Prince Damien Knight Walker. Lycan royalty. A predator cloaked in silk and war. He touched me with his eyes first - like he was peeling back my skin. He says I belong to him. But I am not his to tame. There's something dangerous inside me now. Something ancient. Hungry. Awake. Let the kingdoms tremble. I'm Arielle Moon. And I wasn't reborn to be someone's Luna. I was reborn to burn thrones. ---

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