"Do you think I will ever get through this stage of my existence?" she probed after a moment. Her hand was still pressed over the mark on her chest, fingers unconsciously tracing the faint outline beneath her skin.
From an adopted daughter to a mystery she never envisioned for herself—it all felt unreal.
At times, she wished everything would end faster, that every journey would simply return to a reset point where none of this existed, where she could go back to being ordinary and unknown.
Adrian chuckled. "Definitely, and it may not be too long."
Though he wasn't entirely sure, he trusted one thing above all else: the Moon Goddess would never have mated him to a chaotic Luna without purpose.
Fate was cruel, but it was never careless.
Maybe this was the trial meant to mold her, to make her stronger, braver, and calm enough to stand as a Luna beside him.
