MasukThe quiet after Darius's speech is worse than the noise before it.
No barks.
No moving.
I could only hear my own breathing, which was rough and uneven.
Kael is right next to me, holding my arms to keep me from falling. His touch is steady and steadying.
“Look at me,” he says in a strong voice. "Selene." Stay with me.
I raise my eyes to meet his. Their gray has turned wild and dangerous. I feel fear and anger. "What did he mean?" I whisper. It was when he said, "Moonbound."
Thorne changes back into a close person. His eyes are on the tree line, and there is blood on his shoulder. "It means trouble."
A soft voice says, "More than trouble," as Draven moves closer. He looks out at the trees as if he thinks it will talk to him again. "It means you're special."
The pack of wolves moves away from the house and forms a tight circle around it. The other pack doesn't move forward. It looks like they are waiting.
We are waiting for the go-ahead.
"Bring her inside," Kael orders. "I can walk," I reply, even though my legs are weak.
"But you won't," she says.
He takes me aside and walks me through the broken door like I don't weigh anything. The house seems to settle down around us as we walk through the door, and the lights stop flashing.
Inside feels warmer. Better safety.
Not safe enough, though.
I'm put down in the main hall by Kael. A low hum starts up again as soon as my feet hit the floor.
Draven's jaw gets tight. "The house is now hers."
My heart beats faster. "How are they bound?"
Draven finally looks at me. "It knows you are its core."
I whisper, "I didn't ask it to." Thorne replies, "No one ever does." "Power picks."
Kael quickly looks at Draven. "You knew."
Draven says, "I thought so."
"You let her walk in without knowing."
"She would have come anyway," says Draven. "The moon would have taken care of that."
I cup my hands around my head. "Explain." “Slowly.”
Kael sighs and puts his knees down in front of me, making eye level with me. His voice gets softer.
"You only get one moonbound wolf birth every few generations." They don't just lead packs by being strong; they also lead by being fair. The land pays attention to them. They are felt by other dogs.
I ask, "What about Darius?"
Thorne's face gets darker. Darius wants to be in charge. With a Moonbound Alpha, he could not be stopped.
I tell him, "He wants to use me."
Draven's eyes get brighter. "If he can't, break you."
I feel a chill going up my spine.
The forest is moving again outside. The attack this time isn't going to happen right away.
Thoughtful.
Kael gets straight. "He's not going."
In the moonlight, a single figure steps out from behind the bushes as if called.
Big. Wide. Stay calm.
I can feel him even though I'm far away.
There is pressure on my chest. It's not painful, but it feels heavy. Demanding.
It's easy to hear his voice in the dark.
He calls out, "Selene." "Get out."
Before my mind does, my body does.
I move forward.
Kael wraps his hand around my wrist and snaps it. "No."
The moon gets bigger.
And this time—
It pulls. ---
“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







