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Chapter 55 The Moon Riders’ stronghold was no longer the fortress of strength and loyalty Raven once believed it to be. In the dim light of the hall, Riders who had once shared bread and battle began to avoid one another’s eyes. Packs thrived on unity, on the certainty of a chain of command. Now, that chain was rusting and Raven felt it everywhere she went.When she crossed the training yard, sparring wolves slowed their blows, pretending not to watch her. When she passed the kitchens, whispers hushed, replaced by nervous clatter. Even the wild little pups and children who had once clung to her legs in laughter, now hid behind their mothers’ skirts, peeking at her with wide and uncertain eyes.It was subtle, but it was spreading. And Raven knew exactly why.Lyandra had loose her tongue among them.That evening, Axel called the council as Raven stood at his side and Malrik leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, while Cairo lounged with infuriating nonchalance near the fire.Axel’s vo
Chapter 54 The fortress still reeked of blood and smoke from the last strike.The healers worked through the night, the Riders’ dead burned in pyres beneath the crescent moon, but the stronghold did not rest. And in the silence of the lower halls, where the torches burned, Lilith slipped away unseen.Her footsteps echoed softly as she descended into the hidden chambers beneath her den as only few remembered these tunnels existed. They were older than the Riders themselves, carved in an age when gods still walked the earth.Lilith's lips curved into a smile. She had been patiently waiting for this moment.Raven’s arrival had upset the balance of everything from the pack, Axel, the council and even Lilith herself. She’d played her role well, standing close to Maddox with feigned loyalty after the fall-out with Raven.She now wore the mask of a confidante, laughing at his joke and gathering details quietly through conversations.But inside, envy had burned her hollow.Why Raven? Why n
Chapter 53 The crack across the mirror still haunted Raven when night fell. He hadn’t pressed her further, not after the glass splintered into dust at her feet, but his silence had been worse than his words.Now, Raven found herself standing before the black lake at the edge of the Riders’ stronghold, a place whispered about but rarely approached. The moon’s silver reflection danced across the surface like shifting scales, and the air pulsed with a hum that wasn’t quite natural.Her wolf pressed uneasily against her ribs. Don’t go closer, it whispered. There is danger in that song.But Raven stepped forward anyway as she had been summoned by the song, the damp earth soft under her boots.The lake stirred.Ripples spread outward, and from the depths rose a figure of impossible beauty, carved of water and starlight. His hair, long and pale as moonlit silk, cascaded down his shoulders; his eyes glimmered like molten sapphire, and his mer- tail as blue as the sky pulled at her chest wi
Chapter 52 Raven felt eyes and questions gnawing at her bones as the pack members turned towards her as if she had the answers. You’ve been walking grooves into this floor,” he said dryly, his voice rolling off like distant thunder.Raven forced a smirk. “Better the floor than my sanity.”But Malrik wasn’t in the mood for jests. He closed the door behind him and strode toward her. “The time for pretense is gone, Raven. You’ve awakened enough that the truth can’t wait any longer.”Her chest tightened. “What truth?”Malrik’s gaze was steady. “The Rite of Guardians.”The words vibrated in her bones, though she didn’t understand them. “What rite?”“The ancient binding,” he said, voice low but weighted. “When divine blood stirs in a mortal vessel, the Guardians are drawn. One by one, they come. You do not choose them, Raven. They are marked upon you by fate itself and once they are bound, there is no severing it.”Her heart stuttered. “Guardians…”“You need to understand,” he said. “The
Chapter 51 The air was thick with tension as Axel and the Moonburn Riders mounted their bikes, engines growling like predators ready to hunt. The recent assassination attempt had shaken them all, leaving a trail of questions in its wake. Raven remained behind in the fortress, her green eyes sharp with worry, pacing the stone corridors as Axel organized the scouting party. She had been restrained for her safety, not to be risked against the HollowFang Pack’s remnants. Yet, sitting idly while Axel and the others rode into danger was a torment she could barely endure.Axel’s jaw was tight, as he headed toward the forest beyond the stronghold. “We move fast, and we move hard,” he barked, his voice carrying across the assembled pack. “The HollowFang are out there, and we will find whoever or whatever was behind this.” Axel led the pack like a predator at the edge of a kill, senses sharp, scanning for any sign of movement, any trace of the HollowFang Pack but the forest felt wrong, it w
Chapter 50 The great hall of the Moonburn Riders had never looked so Breathtaking. Wolf-banners lined the stone walls, their black-and-silver insignias fluttering in the warm currents of torchlight. Every table overflowed with food, wine, and the murmured voices of gathered packs.For the first time in decades, the Riders had opened their gates to the other clans. Some had come in good faith, curious to see the Luna chosen by Axel Voss while others came hungry for weakness, scandal, trouble and for blood.Raven’s chest tightened as she stepped into the hall beside Axel, every eye turning toward them. The ceremonial dress was a flowing silver gown embroidered with moon sigils which made her feel both armored and exposed. The halo-like headpiece pressed against her temples, heavy as expectation itself.Axel’s steady hand tightened around hers, “Breathe, love." he murmured, his eyes flashing with Alpha dominance as he surveyed the hall.She nodded, though her lungs felt starved.“Prese