REJECTED BY THE ALPHA KING

ntrance, my eyes sweeping over floating scrolls and complex, illuminating glyphs engraved onto the crystal-lined walls. Th

s calm but held an undertone of seriousness that dug deep into my chest. He beckoned for me to follow

, my voice practically drowned

"A repository of knowledge left by the Spiri

ound empty. "I'm no chos

rry the blood of the original Luna, Sophia. This isn't about what yo

nwilling to bear his focused stare. "I do

ou," he continued,

life. The air around us altered, packed with power as the scroll unfolded. Ancient symbols shimmered li

es. It tells of the Spirit Luna, who will emerge to reconcile the

ows on my hands. "But I'm no leader," I murmured, my voice bare

ly. "But the Spirit Luna isn't bound by a single pack or ev

my hands to stabilise myself. "Even if I wanted to help, I wouldn't know where t

at his lips. "The original Luna wasn't born knowing every

ower or countless workouts; it was about finding the balance inside me. The moon

f changing shadows. "Close your eyes," Lorian ordered, his voice calm

fforts to comprehend it. But suddenly, like a trickle of water bursting through a dam, I felt it. A warm

said. "Now, le

t coiling around my hands. It was wonderful and terrible all a

sed. "Let it flow, but d

st my inexperience. Lorian pushed me aggressively, yet his critiques were always mea

me. "You're a leader. Your power isn'

ths came in ragged gasps. But for the first time, I felt so

his tone unexpectedly kind. "But there's

iumph. "What do you mean?" I questioned

ote. "The prophecy isn't just a story, Sophia. It's a w

ind racing with possibilities and fears. But as we reached the

I asked, my voice bar

his silver eyes scouring the s

the sanctuary's defensive wards shimmering slightly in response. But the earth sh

manded, my voice dr

rked, his tone bleak. "And the

re fading. Shadows flooded into the clearing, twisting and writhing like living creatures. My

ing through my terror. "Get to the arch

ving you!"

d, his tone harsher than I'd ever heard.

n in Lorian's eyes left no space for disagreement. Clenching my fists, I turned and das

knocking me off my feet. The Spirit Moonstone gleamed gently in the room's center, its light

, filled the air. "You can't

son from before came into the light. Its distorted grin

worth the legend," it growled, l

room in sparkling silver. I lifted my palms, braced for