Novels by Edith Moon

They didn’t move like wolves.They didn’t move like humans either.Aria’s breath caught as the figures emerged from the shadows. Silent, controlled and unnatural. Their presence pressed against her senses in such a way that felt familiar.Too familiar.Her heart pounded violently.Because something inside her, had recognized them.What are they? she whispered.No one answered immediately.Even Kael had gone still.But it was not fear that tightened his expression.It was something worse.Recognition.They shouldn’t exist? Selene muttered under her breath.A dark look crossed Alaric’s face.“Oh, they exist,” he said quietly.We just buried the truth well enough to forget.Aria’s chest tightened.“Stop talking in riddles,” she snapped. What are they?One of the figures stepped forward.Slow.Deliberate.A woman.Her movements were too perfect and too precise. Her eyes glowed faintly, not gold like wolves.But silver.The same as Aria’s.Everything inside Aria went still.“No,”she whisp

The air changed before he even appeared.Aria felt it first.A pressure heavy, suffocating, pressing down on her chest like the world itself was holding its breath.Every instinct inside her screamed danger.Not the wild chaos of rogues.Not the sharp, familiar edge of Kael’s dominance.This was something else.Something older.Colder.Stronger.“He’s here,” Selene said under her breath.Kael didn’t move.But the energy around him shifted instantly.Darkened.Sharpened.Predatory.Aria’s pulse raced.Who is he? she asked.No one answered.That terrified her more than anything.The howl came next.Deep.Commanding.It tore through the Shadowfang territory like a blade, forcing every wolf into stillness.Submission.Even the strongest warriors hesitated.Aria felt

The silence after the battle felt heavier than the fight itself.Aria could still feel it.The echo of power beneath her skin.The stranger’s words.You’re not a werewolf.They replayed over and over in her mind, each time hitting harder.“You’re something else entirely.”Her chest tightened.Kael’s arms were still around her, steady and unyielding, even as the scent of blood lingered thick in the air. His grip hadn’t loosened not even after the attackers retreated.As if letting go of her meant losing control of something far worse.“Put me down,” Aria whispered.For a moment, he didn’t move.Then slowly. Reluctantly. He released her.But he didn’t step away.His golden eyes remained fixed on her.Searching.Questioning.Dangerously intense.“You shouldn’t have come out,” he said, his voice low.Aria swallowed.“And you shouldn’t have almost died,” she shot back.Something flickered in his eyes.Surprise.Then something darker.Those weren’t rogues, she continued, her voice tightenin

The silence outside was wrong.Too sudden.Too complete.Aria stood frozen in the middle of the room, her chest rising and falling unevenly as the silver glow beneath her skin slowly faded but not completely.It lingered.Like something alive.Watching.Waiting.Her fingers trembled.What is happening to me? she whispered.But deep down, she already knew.This wasn’t normal.This wasn’t something a “wolfless” girl should have.Outside, the wind howled again but this time, it carried something else.Footsteps.Fast.Heavy.Then…A distant crash.Aria’s head snapped toward the door.Kael.Her heart pounded violently.He told her to stay inside.To not move.To wait.But…Another sound tore through the air.A growl.Not just one.Many.And then…A scream.Aria’s breath hitched.No.She couldn’t just sit here.Not while they were fighting.Not while he.Her thoughts cut off sharply.Kael didn’t need her.He was Alpha.Strong.Dangerous.Unbreakable.But still…Her feet moved anyway.Befor

Dawn crept slowly through the forest, spilling pale silver light across the earth as if the moon itself refused to fully retreat. The trees stood tall and ancient, their shadows long and shifting, whispering secrets in the quiet aftermath of chaos.Aria Nightshade sat at the edge of a small clearing, her back pressed against the rough bark of a fallen tree. Her knees were pulled tightly to her chest, arms wrapped around them as if holding herself together.Her entire body ached.Every breath reminded her of the night before.The rogues.Their snarls.Their hunger.The moment she had been certain she wouldn’t survive.Her fingers trembled slightly as she lifted them in front of her, staring as though they belonged to someone else.“I’m not defenseless” she whispered under her breath.But the words didn’t feel real.Not yet.Her throat tightened.“I just don’t know what I am.”The forest answered with silence.No movement. No danger.Just an eerie stillness that made her skin prickle.E

The forest seemed endless. Shadows stretched between ancient trees, their gnarled roots twisting like serpents across the forest floor. Aria Nightshade stumbled over one such root, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. The sun had long since disappeared, leaving the world bathed in darkness, pierced only by the occasional silver of the moon. For the first time since being cast out of the Silvercrest Pack, she was truly alone.Her pack’s rejection echoed in her mind with every step. She remembered the elders’ cold eyes, the whispers of the warriors, and the way her parents’ death had been twisted into evidence of her supposed weakness. She had begged, she had pleaded, she had even tried to hide the truth of her wolfless condition but nothing had spared her from exile. Now the forest was all she had, and it seemed determined to remind her of her fragility.Aria’s fingers traced the rough bark of a tree as she leaned against it, trying to gather strength. The blood moon had left its