Synopsis

Before I left for the Rogue Wars, my best friend Selene made me memorize one warning: if I ever came home and saw her eating almonds, that woman was not her. Three months later, I returned to Blood Moon Pack and found the Luna smiling at the dinner table, chewing the one food that should have killed her. Same face. Same scent. Same memories. She even called me by our childhood nickname. But Selene had never given false warnings. If the woman in front of me was not her, then where was my real Luna?