Chapter 39
Moonlight spilled like shattered glass across the ruined courtyard.
Every broken statue, fractured marble tile, and scattered bone glimmered under the cold glow.
Aria Moonshade stood at the far edge, heart pounding so hard she could feel it behind her teeth.
She tightened her grip on her dagger its blade still stained with Bloodfang blood. She had one chance to stop this.
Opposite her, Kael Blackthorn watched with unyielding intensity.
The alpha’s wolf form crouched low behind him, muscles coiled like living steel.
His icy gray eyes haunted and desperate never left her.
She exhaled slowly, fighting to steady herself.
The air felt suffocating. The moon loomed full and bright, like a silent judge.
“You don’t belong here,” Aria whispered, voice measured but fierce. The words cut the night. “You stole me.”
Kael’s jaw flexed. He didn’t immediately respond. Then he spoke in a voice rough with years of pain and power.
“I claimed you because you’re the only one who can break
