Surviving the Moon Goddess’s punishment should have been impossible for an omega like me.

And yet—I lived.

When I stepped outside with Gabriel by my side, all eyes turned toward me.

Whispers rippled through the crowd. Disbelief. Shock. Unease.

Then, Andrew approached—with Elsa at his side.

His expression was unreadable, but there was something strange in his eyes. Something that wasn’t quite anger.

"You're okay?"

"Lucky to be alive," I said, my tone indifferent.

Andrew exhaled sharply. Then, to my complete shock, he said—

“Elisabeth, out of respect for your father, I’ll treat you well. From now on, you’ll be given the privileges of a Luna.”

I stared at him....