I turn to face her fully, taking her hands in mine. "The Great Prophecy spoke of a Luna, hidden beneath her station, whose worth only my wolf would recognize. It said she would rise from servitude to become the most powerful Luna our kind has ever known."
My hand moves to rest against her belly, my voice dropping lower. "Through her, the prophecy said, would come an heir that would make me worthy of wielding the power of the Celestial Flame."
Talia's breath catches, her eyes locked on the dancing blue flames. "And you think... I'm the Luna from the prophecy?"
"I know you are," I say firmly, drawing her closer. "You were meant for this, Talia. Meant for greatness. Meant for me."
I pull her closer, one hand at the small of her back as I tilt her chin up. "You're meant to be more than you ever dreamed," I murmur, my voice rough with emotion. "Together, we'll wield power beyond imagination."
Tears glisten in her dark eyes as she meets my gaze. "I've been so afraid," she whispers, her voice trembling. "Afraid I wasn't worthy. But I'm ready now, Kael. I trust you. Trust us."
"Say it," I breathe against her ear, drawing her closer still. "Tell me you're mine. Completely."
"I'm yours," she promises, her voice soft but certain. "Heart, body, and soul. I'll give you everything."