Mag-log inKael didn't give it a second thought.
The speed at which he is moving makes it difficult for me to see him. In one moment, he is standing in front of me, and the next, he is slapping the stranger with all of his strength behind his back. It is the man who hits the stone wall, which causes it to break.
During the course of Thorne's flight into the air, his bones suddenly fracture, and his fur begins to emerge from his skin. Suddenly, a very large dog appears next to Kael and gives him a stern look.I get grabbed by Draven's arm. "Don't move."A frozen whisper comes out of my mouth as I say, "I wasn't going to."
A great deal of noise can be heard coming from the woods outdoors. The animal stomps and groans. These howls cause the windows to shake in response. It appears as though the trees are being illuminated by fiery eyes that are crimson in color.
On the contrary, Kael chuckles despite the fact that he has the scout held down. "Not enough time." Already, the boundary that separated them has been breached.
It is Kael's snarl. "You'll wish you hadn't done this."
The individual makes the statement, "Oh, I already do," and then looks back at me. "But he'll like it."
Draven pulls me back at the same time as the floor begins to shake beneath us. A heartbeat can be felt beneath my feet, and it is the silver marks that I was unaware were there.
In response, Draven responds, "No." "Not now." "What's going on?" With my heart pounding, I inquire.
According to what he says, "The land is reacting to you." "It thinks you're in danger."
Outside, a large number of wolves suddenly emerged from their hiding place behind the woods. The combat is swift and vicious, and Kael's pack rushes forward to meet them by their side. A mixture of blood and fur is produced when the moonlight is present.
Something is yelled out by the scout in a language that I am not familiar with.
As time goes on, the marks on the floor get paler.
The heat is rushing through my bloodstream and filling my entire body. As the moonlight bends toward me as if it were alive, I let out a cry and grip my chest. "Selene!" Kael yells toward me. "Fight it!"How is it that I don't know!
The walls are glowing with light. The ground is even more trembling. The wolves are driven away by a shockwave that emanates from where I am like leaves being blown away by a storm.
The sudden onset of silence.
Every one of our dogs, as well as theirs, freezes.
Then, a voice can be heard echoing through the forest. Calm down. Unwavering. Without a doubt. "Little Moonbound, you feel it now, don't you?"
A chill goes through my veins.
As the voice continues, it says, "Because I do." "And I'm coming for what's mine."
Above, the moon beams with a brilliant silvery light.
As something within me reacts, my knees give way and I allow myself to fall.** ---
“Selene… if you can hear me fight.”Kael’s voice finds me in the dark, not as sound but as something deeper, a pull, a promise. I don’t open my eyes immediately because I don’t know what I’ll see when I do. Power or emptiness.“Come on, Moonbound,” another voice murmurs, softer, colder. “Don’t tell me you break this easily.”Darius. Of course. Even here, wherever here is, he finds a way in.My fingers twitch. That’s the first thing I feel. Then the ground beneath me, smooth, cold, humming. I inhale sharply and open my eyes.Silver stretches endlessly around me. The same world from before, but clearer now, sharper. Like I’m no longer drifting through it. Like I belong here.“No…” I push myself up slowly, my body unsteady but lighter than it should be. “No, I don’t…”But the lie dies in my throat because the moment I stand, the world responds. The silver ground ripples beneath my feet. The sky, if it even is a sky, bends, and the moon above moves closer, watching, waiting for me.“You f
“Don’t you dare let go of me, Selene.”Kael’s voice cuts through the chaos like a blade, raw and desperate, and it’s the first thing that anchors me back to myself.I didn’t realize I was slipping.I didn’t realize how far.The world around me is no longer the forest. Not fully. Not anymore.It’s… something else.The ground beneath my feet isn’t earth—it’s silver. Endless, glowing, pulsing like a living heart. The sky above is darker than night, yet the moon hangs impossibly close, massive and watching. Judging.Waiting.And I am standing at the center of it.Alone.“No…” I whisper, my voice echoing strangely, like it doesn’t belong to me. “No, this isn’t real.”But it is.I can feel it in my blood.The Moonbound power isn’t just awake anymore.It has taken me.“Selene!”Kael again. Closer this time. Urgent. Furious.I turn and for a second, the world flickers.The forest crashes back into view.Broken trees. Burned ground. The air thick with power and smoke.Kael is there, his hand l
There were molten sparks of red, silver, black, and blood in the forest. Each one was a reminder of the guardian's trials. High above, the Shadowed Moon gave off a soft silver light that mixed with the brightness of my Silver Heart, which was now fully joined with the inheritance. Every piece, every pulse, and every link felt alive and connected to my own heartbeat. Kael looked around the clearing with his amber eyes. "Moonbound... things are quiet now." It is too quiet. Thorne's golden eyes got narrow, and his claws tensed up. "Every shadow has gone away, but something still stands there." It's there for me. Draven's dark blue eyes were always steady, but there was a hint of worry in them. "The guardian told us not to do that." Yes, we have mastery, but we must always be alert. Power gets our attention, even from things we can't see yet. I took a sharp breath in, and Silver Heart flared, sending molten energy shooting across the clearing. Red, silver, black, and ruby sp
The forest was very quiet. Even the molten sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson that were left over from the fifth trial seemed to be frozen in midair, as if they were holding their breath. The guardian stood tall above, its eyes filled with a huge, molten silver fire. Every shadow and ember of energy seemed to be twitching with excitement. "You have made it through every test, Moonbound," the guardian said in a voice that sounded like mountains and thunder. "Your bravery, loyalty, heart, and pulse have shown that they are worthy. But mastery isn't just about power; it's about understanding. The final revelation is waiting." The huge guardian lowered its huge head in front of me, and the forest seemed to bend toward us. The molten sparks swirled violently, making a shape—an orb of pure, radiant energy that pulsed with molten red, silver, black, and crimson. Visions flickered inside it—pieces of the Shadowed Moon, the Silver Heart, and the inheritance itself, all linked in ways
Even though it was quiet in the forest, you could feel the tension in the air. Lazy molten sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson were floating around, leftovers from the fourth trial's anger, but each ember seemed charged with anticipation. The guardian stood tall above, its eyes filled with molten silver fire, and its shadows snaked across the clearing. The guardian's voice was thunderous and deep, like mountains. "You have survived shadows, temptation, time, and reforged enemies, Moonbound," he said. "But mastery is not yet yours. The fifth and final trial begins—the trial that will decide the fate of the inheritance, your bonds, and your very soul." It was very sparkly in front of me, and the past, present, and possible futures all mixed together in a chaotic storm of molten energy. I could feel Kael, Thorne, and Draven's heartbeats thumping along with mine, each beat a tether, each pulse a thread holding me to reality. Sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson flew through t
The trees in the forest were shaking violently, sending molten sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson through them. My heart was pounding, but I knew the trials were not over. The guardian hung above, its eyes filled with huge, molten silver fire, and its shadows moved like living snakes. "Moonbound, you have made it through the trials of shadows, temptation, and time," the guardian said in a voice that sounded like thunder. "But mastery is not claimed through endurance alone. The fourth trial begins: courage, protection, and simultaneous loyalty tested to the limit." The shadows in front of me writhed and merged into a shape that made my blood run cold. It looked like a twisted version of the Eclipse Wraith, moving through enemies, dark temptations, and false memories of betrayal. Its eyes were glowing molten red and silver, and at their core was a black fire. "You...Moonbound," it hissed, its voice full of the sounds of every enemy I had fought and every temptation I had refus







