Day Twenty -Four: The Cursed Luna
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Dear dairy, after that night, something started happening to me...
I has stirred in my sleep, my body restless, caught in a dream that felt too real. I stood in a vast, open field beneath a crimson moon. A woman with silver eyes, cloaked in flowing white, stood before her, her expression unreadable.
"They will come for you when the moon turns crimson," the woman whispered, her voice neither kind nor cruel, but absolute. "Choose wisely, or you will doom them all."
My heart pounded. I opened my mouth to speak, to ask who the woman was, but a powerful gust of wind rushed toward me, making me stumble back. The woman's silver eyes burned into me, a flicker of something dark in their depths. Then, everything faded to black.
I woke with a gasp, my body damp with sweat. The dream had felt so real, and yet… I had no idea what it meant.
Shaking my head, i sat up, trying to steady my breathing. A sharp tingling sensation spread through my limbs, different from anything i had felt before. My wolf—weak, barely present for most of my life—shifted inside me , stirring in a way that sent shivers down my spine.
"What’s happening to me?"
Dear dairy, two weeks later, I had joined the other maids like to me to train. At least, let me do something useful with my weak body...
But one day, I saw Alpha Aiden watching me...
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Aiden’s Suspicion...
Aiden watched the training grounds, his sharp golden eyes locked onto Aria. Something was different about her. She moved faster, reacted instinctively during combat drills, and even when she slipped up, her balance corrected itself in ways it never had before.
He saw it again when one of the younger warriors lunged at her. She sidestepped with ease, a fluid movement that looked more instinctive than trained. Then, in a move that startled even her, she grabbed his wrist and twisted, flipping him onto his back.
Aiden's jaw tightened.... That wasn’t normal.
After training, he found her in the packhouse garden, staring at her hands as if they belonged to someone else.
“You’re different,” he said without preamble.
Aria looked up sharply. “What?”
“You move differently. You’re stronger. Your reactions—” Aiden’s brows furrowed. “Something is changing in you.”
“I don’t know what’s happening.” Aria clenched her fists, staring at the faint tremor in her fingers. “It’s like… something inside me is waking up, something I don’t understand.”
Aiden exhaled slowly. He had spent enough time around warriors to know when someone’s instincts sharpened. And Aria… she had been weak for so long. This wasn’t just training. It was something else.
That night, he went to the pack’s oldest historian, an elder who had lived through many wars.
“The silver-eyed Luna,” the old man muttered when Aiden described Aria’s strange changes.
“What did you say?”
The elder hesitated, then pulled an old journal from a locked chest. “This belonged to your mother,” he said quietly. “She wrote about a prophecy long before she died. One that spoke of a girl with silver eyes. A Luna who could either bring unity… or war.”
Aiden stared at the old pages, his heartbeat steady but tense.
Could it be about her....?
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The Elders’ Unease
Dear dairy, I don't know what happened in the pack, but the next day, i began to notice something strange. The pack elders—usually indifferent to me presence—were suddenly cautious around me. I caught glimpses of their lingering stares, heard their hushed whispers.
It wasn’t paranoia... They actually were watching me?
One evening, as i passed by the meeting hall, i heard the unmistakable voices of the elders in discussion. I stopped just outside, heart pounding as i listened.
“…If she awakens fully, the pack may never be the same.”
“The prophecy—”
“She’s already changing. We have to decide what must be done before it’s too late.”
My blood turned to ice.... They were talking about me? But why?..
Before i could hear more, a presence loomed behind me.
“You shouldn’t be here.”
I turned, startled, to see Axel standing there, arms crossed, his usually playful expression hard and unreadable.
“What are they talking about?” I whispered.
Axel didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he glanced toward the meeting hall before looking back at me. “Go to your room, Aria.”
“Axel—”
He leaned in, his voice low but firm. “Not tonight.”
And just like that, he walked away, leaving me drowning in questions.
But I wasn’t stupid....
Something was being hidden from me..
And whatever it was… it was about to change everything.
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The whispers didn’t stop.
Everywhere I went, i felt their eyes on me... The pack elders, the warriors, even the omegas who once dismissed me as weak. The shift in their behavior was subtle but undeniable. Some looked at me with unease, others with quiet reverence, as if i had suddenly become something other.
And I felt it too....
Something inside me was changing, an unfamiliar energy humming beneath me skin, coiling in me bones. It was like a part of me that had been locked away for years was now breaking free.
But what did it mean, dear dairy?
And why were the elders so afraid...?
I was still thinking about it until Alpha Aiden gave me a warning..... A warning that changed my fate....
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Aiden’s Warning
Aria was still reeling from overhearing the elders when she found Aiden waiting outside the training grounds. His expression was unreadable, but the tension in his stance was enough to put her on edge.
“You need to be careful,” he said, his voice low.
Aria frowned. “Careful of what?”
“The elders are hiding something from you. And from us.” His golden eyes flickered with something dangerous. “I spoke with the historian last night. He mentioned a prophecy—one about a Luna with silver eyes.”
The words sent a chill down her spine.
“What does that have to do with me?”
Aiden’s jaw tightened. “I don’t know yet. But you’re not just a maid, Aria. Your bloodline—” He hesitated before exhaling sharply. “You’re more important than you realize. And not everyone wants you to find out why.”
Aria swallowed hard. She wanted to deny it, to tell him he was wrong, but the unease in her chest wouldn’t let her.
“What do they think I am?” she whispered.
Aiden hesitated, then finally spoke.
“They think you’re the Cursed Luna...”
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