Chapter 25

Sarah didn’t notice Arnold’s eyes on her.

She was busy figuring out how to get a drunken Zoe home.

“Let me help you.”

At that moment, a young werewolf on the side of the road offered a hand. Together, he and Sarah managed to get Zoe into the

backseat of the car.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief and turned to thank him, but she realized he was staring at her intently.

Sarah touched her face. “What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

“No, ma’am. You’re very pretty,” the man said, his admiration evident in his amber–colored eyes. His slightly curly black hair framed his sheepish expression. “Can I have your contact information?”

Sarah froze.

Pretty? It had been a long time since anyone had complimented her like that.

She recalled Arnold once telling a friend that she was like a lily of the valley by the window–pretty but unassuming, beautiful yet quiet, and easy to overlook. Not his type.

Just then, Zoe stirred in the car, attempting to get out again while yelling that she wanted ten more bottles of wine.

Sarah quickly settled her back down, politely declined the young werewolf’s request, and got into the driver’s seat. She stepped on the gas, leaving him behind.

The rejection ceremony was just a few days away, and she didn’t want to make any waves before then.

The young werewolf stood there, his regret evident, as he watched Sarah drive away.

Just as he was about to head back into the prom, an icy gaze landed on him.

When he turned to see who it was, his entire body froze.

Alpha Arnold.

The next day, Zoe woke up with a pounding headache and a parched throat.

A bowl of sobering soup was placed in front of her.

Sarah gratefully. “My Sarah, my dear friend, you’re always

“Get up and wash up, Ms. Alcoholic.”

to the bathroom, reciting a limerick she’d heard

fish, then you’re a

a bird, then

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foam still on her lips, “I’d definitely

Sarah:‘

ate breakfast while scrolling through her

shock as

wrong?” Sarah

phone down–but she forgot

the previous night’s Moonlight Feast Festival.

photo stood out: Arnold, looking dashing in a dark suit, with a woman in a white dress beside him. She appeared to be gazing at him adoringly, the angle making it look as though she was kissing his cheek under the moonlight. Her smile was radiant, and the moment

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my god, are we finally getting a Luna for the Silvermoon

this! It

That Luna gemstone is

recognized the woman instantly–Linda.

had hoped to spend this holiday with Arnold, but now it all felt like a

at her, concerned. “Sarah-”

shaking her head.

do you mean?” Zoe asked cautiously.

Sarah said quietly. “Soon, I won’t be Luna anymore.”

on her

“Yes.”

Zoe was speechless.

from the prestigious Alpha Academy at thirteen–a record that

Zoe had also seen how he treated Sarah, trampling her love time

leave Arnold, but Sarah always shook her head

it seemed, she had finally reached her limit.

Zoe

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