Chapter 156

The horses skid to a halt at her command, making a plume of dust billow in the air. Selene steps off the chariot and faces Aphrodite. She raises her staff over her head and slams it to the ground. It creates a sonic boom, instantly turning day to night. The crescent moon on top of the staff catches fire, turning it into a torch with a hot white flame.

The shadows created by the light obscure Aphrodite’s features, turning her into a grotesque caricature of her distinctive, beautiful self. Her smug smile fades and turns into a curled lip at the sight of my mother.

“Selene, my dear, you have no business here.” She hisses.

“On the contrary, Aphrodite, these are my children.” Selene stands tall. Powerful energy emanates from her. It is so thick you can almost touch it. “YOU are the one who has no business here.”

Warriors and guards in wolf form silently stalk toward the women, but the power of the Moon Goddess’s energy forces them to bow to the Mother of Werewolves. Saint and the Menaes’ w