Crowned by the moon goddess

The wind howled through the trees, carrying with it the bitter sting of memories Elowen had hoped to forget. The once vibrant forest of Emberfang now felt suffocating. The towering trees seemed to close in around her as if the very earth were conspiring to bury her beneath the weight of the past. The moon hung high above, its pale light casting long shadows across the clearing, but for Elowen, it only served as a reminder of everything she had lost.

A year ago, this land had been her home. She had been the Luna of Emberfang, respected by all, loved by her mate, Theron, the Alpha of their pack. Their bond had been unbreakable- or so she had thought. Her heart had been full, her life complete, and their pack had thrived under their leadership. But all that had crumbled in the wake of a tragedy that tore through their lives like a storm.

Elowen closed her eyes and took a steadying breath. She could still hear the sound of Theron's voice- the accusatory tone, the coldness in his words as he had cast her aside. She could still see his face, hardened with rage and betrayal. He had been her everything once. Now, he was nothing more than a shadow of the man she had loved.

The memory of that day, the day she had been torn from him and everything she held dear, felt as fresh as the moment it happened. The pain was still raw, and it made her chest tighten with grief.

"You killed him," Theron's voice echoed in her mind, cruel and unyielding. "You killed our son."

She could still hear the finality in his words, the complete absence of the love they once shared. Their son, Jarek, had been their world. He was the heir to the Emberfang pack, the future of their lineage. But one fateful night, that future was stolen from them.

Elowen had been blamed for Jarek's death, accused of a crime she had not committed. She had been there, had held him in her arms as he breathed his last breath. But it was not her fault. She had never been given the chance to explain.

And Maera-her best friend, her confidante-had turned against her. It had been Maera who had stood by Theron's side when Elowen was dragged before the pack, humiliated and broken. It was Maera who had whispered lies into Theron's ear, convincing him that Elowen was responsible for the death of their son.

"I never wanted this, Elowen," Maera had said, her voice laced with deceit. "But he's my Alpha. I had no choice."

The betrayal had cut deeper than anything else. Elowen had trusted Maera with her heart, with her secrets, and yet Maera had chosen to stand with Theron. Maera had chosen to watch her fall. The very woman who had promised to always protect her had turned her back when Elowen needed her most.

The last thing Elowen had heard before she was dragged away from Theron's side was the sound of Maera's laughter, cold and empty. She had known in that moment that everything she had believed in had been a lie.

The pain of that moment was still sharp in her chest, but it was no longer the pain of heartbreak. It was the pain of betrayal, of knowing that the people she had loved most in this world had deceived her, had torn her life apart.

And now, as she stood at the edge of the Emberfang territory, she felt a cold sense of determination fill her heart. The woman who had been rejected, cast aside, and broken was gone. In her place stood a woman with a mission. A woman with a purpose.

"I will have my revenge," Elowen whispered to the wind, her voice laced with quiet fury. "I will make them pay for what they've done."

The clearing stretched out before her, the trees and the earth still as though holding their breath. Elowen took a step forward, the ground soft beneath her feet. Her heart beat in time with the rhythm of the forest, as though the earth itself were urging her onward.

The truth was, Elowen hadn't known what to expect when the Moon Goddess had granted her a second chance. At first, she had been disoriented, lost in the swirling mists of time. But now, standing on this very ground-this land that had once been hers-she knew what she had to do.

She needed to expose the truth. Theron had to pay for the life he had stolen from her. Maera needed to be held accountable for her lies and treachery. The pack, too, would learn the truth of what had happened-the truth that had been buried by the lies of the Alpha and his traitorous Luna.

But there was more. Lucien. The name echoed in her mind, like a whisper on the wind. She had only heard stories of him-an Alpha from a neighboring pack, a man whose power was said to rival that of the strongest of the wolves. But Elowen knew, deep down, that she would need him. She would need his strength, his wisdom, and his protection if she was to survive the storm that was coming.

Elowen's thoughts were interrupted by a distant howl. It was the unmistakable sound of a wolf, a call that resonated through the very marrow of her bones. She recognized it immediately. The pack. Theron's pack. The pack she had once ruled over.

The sound of the howl was a reminder of everything she had lost, but it was also a challenge. They would not forget her so easily. She had been the Luna, and even now, after all this time, she could feel the weight of their gaze upon her. They would come for her, one way or another.

And Elowen would be ready.

Her eyes narrowed as she took another step forward. The forest whispered around her, the wind carrying the scent of pine and earth. But beneath it, she could scent something else-an unfamiliar presence, something dark and powerful, lurking at the edges of the clearing.

Elowen paused, her senses sharpening. She had felt it before, that pull, that tug at the edges of her consciousness. Someone was watching her. Someone with power. Someone who had been waiting for her.

Out of the shadows, he appeared. Tall, broad-shouldered, and cloaked in darkness. His eyes glinted like amber fire, predatory yet strangely familiar. There was an air of authority about him, a presence that demanded attention.

Lucien.

Elowen's heart skipped a beat as their gazes locked. For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. The wind, the trees, the very earth beneath their feet-all of it fell away, leaving only the two of them.

"Elowen," Lucien's voice was low, like a growl in the back of his throat. "I've been waiting for you."

The words sent a shiver down her spine, but it was not fear that gripped her heart. It was something else. Something dangerous. A spark of recognition, of destiny, that flickered deep within her soul.

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice steady despite the storm of emotions swirling inside her.

"I am the one who will help you destroy them," Lucien replied, his eyes never leaving hers. "And I will be by your side when you do."

Elowen studied him, her gaze unwavering. She didn't fully trust him-how could she, after everything she had been through? But she also knew that she couldn't do this alone. Not anymore.

"Then show me," she said, her voice hard with resolve. "Show me how you plan to help me."

Lucien's lips curled into a half-smile. "I'll show you, Elowen. We're just getting started."