Moon Light Bound The Cursed Luna
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On the night Zara Blackwood was born, the pack seer collapsed mid-celebration and spoke a prophecy that silenced the entire crowd. The last born of the Alpha's blood would awaken an ancient power. Through her the curse on the Ironblood Pack would finally break. Or Through her, it would consume them all.
For eighteen years the pack held onto that promise. And watched her They waited And built their hope around a girl who had not yet earned it.
Then her eighteenth birthday came and she did not shift No wolf No power just Nothing. The pack that had once whispered her name like a prayer started calling her the False Moon instead.
But Zara is still standing. And the deeper she digs into the curse that has been killing her people for generations, the closer she gets to a truth nobody prepared her for.
The curse was not an accident nor was it ancient. But It was a choice. Made by the one man she trusted above everyone else. The man who held her pack together with one hand and fed it to the darkness with another hand.
Her own father.
The prophecy was never about power It was about a decision Save her pack or protect the man who made her.
She cannot do both.
On the night Zara Blackwood was born, the pack seer collapsed mid-celebration and spoke a prophecy that silenced the entire crowd. The last born of the Alpha's blood would awaken an ancient power. Through her the curse on the Ironblood Pack would finally break. Or Through her, it would consume them all.
For eighteen years the pack held onto that promise. And watched her They waited And built their hope around a girl who had not yet earned it.
Then her eighteenth birthday came and she did not shift No wolf No power just Nothing. The pack that had once whispered her name like a prayer started calling her the False Moon instead.
But Zara is still standing. And the deeper she digs into the curse that has been killing her people for generations, the closer she gets to a truth nobody prepared her for.
The curse was not an accident nor was it ancient. But It was a choice. Made by the one man she trusted above everyone else. The man who held her pack together with one hand and fed it to the darkness with another hand.
Her own father.
The prophecy was never about power It was about a decision Save her pack or protect the man who made her.
She cannot do both.
