LOGINLiz’s POV
“There’s something wrong with Liz,” he choked out, his breath ragged. His hand pressed harder against his chest like he was trying to keep something inside from shattering.
Carlos frowned. “What do you mean?”
I took a step closer, my ghostly form hovering just behind them, but suddenly…
Everything felt off.
The room blurred. Their voices became distant, muffled—like I was underwater. I tried to focus, to listen, but their words slipped through my grasp, fading into nothingness.
Panic tightened in my chest.
I couldn’t hear them.
I always heard them.
Something was wrong.
A strange sensation crawled over my skin, like static in the air before a storm. My fingertips tingled, my body growing lighter and unsteady.
I looked down.
My hands were flickering.
No.
No, no, no—
I tried to move, to speak, to do something, but my body wasn’t obeying me.
I was fading.
Disappearing.
And I had no idea why.
My vision darkened at the edges, a crushing weight pressing in on me. It was suffocating, pulling me down into an abyss of nothingness. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
Then, all at once—light.
A blinding, radiant glow swallowed me whole, so bright it seared my eyes even though I was already dead. The weight vanished. The pain eased.
For a moment, there was nothing but silence.
Then, a voice.
Soft. Powerful. Ancient.
“Elizabeth Campbell.”
I gasped.
The glow around me dimmed, and I saw her.
The Moon Goddess.
She stood before me, more beautiful than anything I had ever seen. Silver hair flowed like liquid light down her back, her eyes endless galaxies filled with wisdom. A soft glow radiated from her, warm and soothing yet commanding.
I tried to speak, but my throat felt tight.
The Moon Goddess smiled gently as if she understood my turmoil. “You are at a crossroads, child.” Her voice was like the night sky—vast, infinite, filled with power. “Between life and death.”
I swallowed hard. Between life and death?
Was I… coming back, or was I dying?
I shook my head, my hands balling into fists. “I—No. I can’t. Not yet. I haven’t avenged myself. I haven’t made them pay for what they did to me. To my pup.” My voice broke on the last word, but I forced myself to keep going. “I can’t leave yet.”
The Moon Goddess’ expression turned solemn. “That is why I have come.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
“If you wish to live, you must uncover the truth behind your death,” she said. “Only then will the path to resurrection be revealed.”
My breath caught.
Truth?
What truth?
I had some thoughts on who it could be.
Judy.
Robert.
Those traitors.
And Lumian—he let it happen. He may not have driven the blade into me, but he had killed me all the same.
Hadn’t he?
Doubt crept in, unsteady and unfamiliar.
I clenched my jaw. “I don’t care what it takes,” I said fiercely. “I’ll find the truth. I’ll make them pay. I swear it.”
The Moon Goddess watched me for a long moment before nodding. “Then fight, Elizabeth.”
The light surrounding her grew brighter, consuming everything.
“Fight for the truth. Fight for justice. Fight for the second chance that awaits you.”
The world exploded into white—
And then, I was back.
My body was solid again.
I gasped, my ghostly form stabilising. The flickering stopped. The suffocating weight was gone.
I was here.
And I had a mission.
I wasn’t going to disappear.
Not until I found out the truth.
Not until I made them all pay.
Arthur’s POV Not killing them wasn't working, and Liz was taking too long. I looked around at everything Lumian had already destroyed, and in a few hours, if we didn't fight back, we would all be dead. “Arthur!” Carlos yelled from next to me, making me look at him. Blood covered his face, and fear was in his eyes even though he tried so hard to hide it. “We need to do something.” He was right, but I'd given Liz my word. “Light the wall.” The second the words left my mouth, my stomach turned violently. Lighting the wall was like saying I was too weak to fight my own battles, but what choice did I have? Carlos stood there, staring at me, his eyes begging for something else, but there was nothing. The wall had not been lit for hundreds of years, and the last time it was, the alpha king failed. “Arthur”, Carlos half begged. “You know..” “I don't need you telling me things I already know, and if you won't do it, I'll do it myself. "I snapped at him. Carlos flinched, and gu
Liz's povI rushed towards them. “What happened?”Melissa finally looked up, tears running down her face. “I think I killed him,” she cried. “He begged me to do a spell and I…” she cut herself off as sobs slipped from her mouth instead.Relief washed over me.Angelica hadn’t been here.But the relief didn’t last because Frank was lying there too still, his skin pale, Melissa’s hands shaking against his chest.Alice dropped beside him at the same time I did.“Frank?” I reached for his arm.His skin was cold.My fingers wrapped around his, pressing hard, searching for something. Anything. A beat. A twitch. A sign that Melissa was wrong.“Come on,” I begged, my thumb digging into his wrist. “Please.”Nothing.My blood ran cold. There was nothing there. I looked over at Alice, her eyes locked on mine, begging me to tell her it wasn't true.“No”, Alice leaned over him, her face pale. “There has to be something.”“I can’t feel it,” I said, panic rising too fast inside me. “No,” she said,
Liz’s POVI sound around, seeing the ridge explode with dust. Lumian, standing in the middle of it, a smile filled with pleasure plastered across his face as his hybrid rushed towards. Everything around me blurred, leaving nothing but the dust and Lumian smiling down on me. My heart raced in my chest.“Liz”, Alice said as she grabbed my arm, snapping me back.I looked around at everyone rushing and running for their lives. My stomach turned violently. Those weren’t just monsters rushing towards us.That was the part that made my body feel cold. Somewhere under the thirst for blood and the rage Lumian had poured into them, there could still be someone trapped inside. Someone’s son or daughter. Someone who had been stolen turned and twisted until all anyone could see was a thing Lumian had made.Arthur moved beside me. His voice tore through the courtyard, strong enough to drag everyone out of their panic.“Get the wounded and children out of here. Alphas, your armies now belong to me
Liz’s POVEveryone else had gone, but I stayed there, my eyes still on the place Lumian had just been. Guilt resting in my heart. I could stop all of this…I gasped, my hand flying to my heart as pain flashed through me so suddenly I stumbled back. The pain held me there, my hand pressed hard against my chest as I tried to understand what had just happened.It felt like a bond.Not a wound or magic burning through me. A bond.My eyes shot towards where Arthur had gone.‘Arthur?’ I called through the mind link. My hand is still gripping my chest.Nothing.My heart slammed against my ribs.‘Arthur, answer me.’Still nothing.Panic rushed up so fast it stole the air from my lungs.I didn’t think.I moved.My feet carried me across the courtyard, past guards and parents and Alphas shouting orders I couldn’t hear. My hand stayed pressed to my chest like I could hold whatever had just snapped inside me together.‘Arthur.’Nothing.My breath came faster.‘Arthur, please answer me.’Still no
Robert’s POVI kept my eyes on Lumian, not the hybrids around me. They were close enough that I could hear the wet sound of their breathing, but I didn’t look. If I looked, I would look scared, and my chance to do something good would be over before it started.Lumian’s eyes burned into mine.“Why are you here?”I took a step forward. The hybrids growled, the sound rolling around me so loud it nearly swallowed my words. “I came to see you.”His head tilted to one side as he studied me.I breathed in through my nose, trying to find the scent of the children, but there was nothing. No crying. No small bodies hidden close by. Nothing for my wolf to grab onto and follow.Lumian’s eyes dropped to my neck for a second.Then he nodded.Dust lifted around us as the hybrids vanished, leaving me alone with him.That should have made me feel better.It didn’t.His eyes were darker now, the veins in them shifting under the skin. Hunger crossed his face, quick and ugly. I stayed where I was.“They’
Frank’s POVI stared at the photo until the edges bent under my fingers. I could feel Melissa next to me, but I didn’t look at her. Every inch of me focused on the photo, trying to remember, but the harder I tried, the more something inside my head pushed back.A dull pain started behind my eyes.I ignored it.My eyes stayed on the younger version of myself, on Angelica’s hand wrapped around my arm, on Melissa standing on the other side of me with a look on her face I did not understand but felt somewhere deep in my chest.Why didn’t I remember this?The pain began to burn.My fingers dug harder into the photo as I tried to focus the memory to come. Pain tore through my skull so fast everything around me began to spin.“Frank,” Melissa said beside me.I barely heard her.The photo blurred in front of me, but I kept staring, trying to force the memory open. There was something there. Something hidden behind a wall I could feel but could not break through. My wolf clawed at it from the







