Moonborn Heir Novel Chapter 27 – Her words slice deeper than they should. The idea of never finding a mate shouldn’t matter to
me — not when I’ve spent years convincing myself it doesn’t. But deep down, in the quiet corners of my heart, the dream still flickers faintly.
To be loved. To be chosen. To be something more than this. I shake my head, disgusted with myself for even daring to hope. No one would ever look at me
and see anything but a servant. A nobody. Ravena’s laughter cackles again in my mind, louder this time, and it stokes the embers of fury burning in my chest.
One day, I tell myself as I scrub harder, the rag tearing against the floor. One day, I’ll leave this place. One day, I’ll prove them all wrong. But for now, I’m trapped. Chained to this life, this house, this family. And the weight of it crushes me, leaving me gasping for air.
Just then, the silence of the ballroom is shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps, light and energetic. I glance up just in time to see Sabrina bursting into the room, her excitement radiating like sunlight. She’s breathtaking, a vision of perfection in a dress made of shimmering silver fabric that clings to her like it was crafted by the stars themselves.
Her dark hair cascades in elegant curls, and her makeup is flawless. She looks every inch the future Luna, glowing with confidence and beauty.
“Talia!” she calls, practically skipping toward me. In her hands is a package wrapped in delicate, pale gold paper. “
There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” I quickly wipe at the dirt on my cheek, self-conscious as she stops in front of me. “You
look…amazing, Sabrina,” I say, my voice soft, filled with equal parts admiration and envy. She’s everything I’ll never be.
Her smile widens , and she holds the package out to me. “Happy birthday!” For a moment, I just stare at her, stunned. My hands are still dripping with soapy water, and I’m painfully aware of how filthy and out of place I look compared to her. “I…Sabrina, you didn’t have to — ” “Of course I did! Now, take it!” she interrupts, practically thrusting the package into my hands.
Her excitement is infectious, but it’s hard to shake the weight of shame pressing down on me. I take the gift hesitantly, glancing up at her. “Thank you…but, Sabrina, I didn’t get you anything.” My heart sinks with guilt. She’s always treated me like a sister, not a servant.
Sneaking me sweets, braiding my hair, pulling me into her games — it never mattered to her that I didn’t belong. But now, covered in dirt while she glows like the moon, the gap between us feels impossible to ignore.
She laughs, her laugh light and carefree, unburdened by the embarrassment I feel. “Don’t be silly. I don’t need anything from you, Talia.” She wraps her arms around me, pulling me into a warm hug. “Happy birthday.”
I return the hug, a knot of emotion tightening in my chest. “Happy birthday,” I whisper back, though it feels hollow. Today should be special. Our shared eighteenth birthday should have been something magical, a day we’d both dreamed of for years. But instead, I’m scrubbing floors while she prepares to be presented to the pack in all her glory. The divide between us has never felt more stark.
“Now open it!” she exclaims, stepping back and gesturing excitedly at the package. I glance down, my fingers trembling as I tear away the golden wrapping. Beneath it is the softest fabric I’ve ever seen, a dress of deep sapphire blue that sparkles in the light. It’s stunning — elegant and simple yet undeniably beautiful. I gasp, my breath catching in my throat.
“Sabrina…I can’t…” “Of course you can,” she says, grinning. “I had it made just for you! Isn’t it perfect? You’ll look amazing in it.” I shake my head, stepping back slightly, the dress pressed against my chest. “I can’t accept this. It’s too much. I mean, look at me…” I trail off, gesturing to the rags I’m wearing, the dirt smudged across my face and hands. “Your mother wouldn’t — ” “Forget my mother,” Sabrina cuts me off sharply, grabbing my arm.
“It’s your birthday too, Talia. You’re coming to the Shadow Moon Ball, and you’re wearing this dress.” My heart twists painfully. She doesn’t understand. How could she? “Sabrina, I can’t,” I murmur, my voice breaking. “I have to finish scrubbing these floors.”
“It’s already sparkling clean,” she interrupts, waving her hand dismissively. “You’ve been scrubbing for hours. You’re done. Now come on!” She tugs at my arm, her excitement bubbling over. “Let’s go to my room. We need to get you ready.” “Sabrina, I — ” “No arguing!” she says, pulling me toward the door. Her grip is firm, her determination unshakable. “Tonight, we’re both going to be stunning, and you’re going to find your mate, Talia.
I’m not taking no for an answer.” I let her lead me, my emotions a storm of gratitude, hope, and fear. Deep down, I know this is foolish. Ravena will be furious.
But as Sabrina’s laughter fills the air and the weight of the dress in my hands reminds me of what could be, a small, desperate part of me dares to believe — for just one night — that I might belong.
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