Chapter 79

Selene’s POV


She stepped out behind me—clean, radiant, her smile calm as moonlight.

Not a scratch.

Not a tear in her cloak.

And the crowd saw her first.

Not me.

Not the one who bled to win.

They saw her.

And they believed.

“Luna,” someone whispered.

The word struck like a blade.

Not from b...

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