The Luna Who Loved Twice

The next morning, the air in Lunebourne felt... off.

Regina walked to class with her earbuds in, hoping to spot Connor.

She didn't.

No sign of him anywhere.Not in class, not in the quad, not even in his usual corner at the café.

Even Mandy was unusually quiet, scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing around like she was expecting something too.

During lunch, Regina sat alone under the shade of a tree.

She was halfway through rereading a werewolf forum thread when a voice pulled her back:

"Looking up monsters now?"

She looked up.

Julian.

Tall, sharp cheekbones, shirt slightly wrinkled like he hadn't planned to be seen—but his smile was warm, eyes kinder than she remembered.

"Mind if I sit?" he asked.

She shook her head, closing her laptop.

Julian sat and took out a juice box from his bag like it was the most normal thing ever.

"Okay," he said between sips. "So. Wanna talk about why your aura's freaking out right now?"

"My... what?"

"I'm kidding. Kind of. You just look like someone who saw something they weren't supposed to."

Regina hesitated. "Julian… Have you ever seen someone's eyes glow? Like, actually glow?"

Julian froze mid-sip.

Slowly, he lowered the juice box.

"Gold?" he asked.

Her eyes widened. "Yes."

He nodded, lips pressing into a thin line.

"I knew it," he muttered. "I knew that guy was off."

Regina blinked. "Wait—you knew?"

Julian looked at her, serious now.

"You're not the first person in Lunebourne to see golden eyes during a full moon."

A chill ran down her spine.

"Julian… what is he?"

Julian paused. Then said quietly:

"You're not going to like the answer."