Chapter 35

Alex

Two months had passed since I walked away from Weston and Mooncrest—since I abandoned the title of Luna and the man who still owned every piece of my heart, even if he no longer remembered loving me. I’d feared that leaving would shatter me; in some ways, it did. I still woke at night, reaching for him, and each morning I’d forget for a moment that Weston wasn’t beside me—only to have reality crash in.

Yet, somehow, I was healing. Slowly. With the help of two people I never expected to become family: Julian and Lavinia. They’d saved me—body and soul. Here, I wasn’t a prophecy or the last Primordial. I was just a woman carrying a child who needed a safe place to breathe. And for the first time in my life, that was enough.

I was no longer Alex Delacroix. That name was too dangerous—too many enemies were searching for it. With Lavinia’s magic, I became Gwen—my mother’s name. When Lavinia suggested it, I nearly cried. It felt like carrying a piece of my pas