Mag-log inPain burned through my veins like fire. I gritted my teeth, my vision blurring as I tried to rise, but my legs betrayed me. The wound from the goddess’s arrow was aching me. Its divine essence clung to my flesh, it made breath ache.“Let me help you, my Lord.”Rhydian’s voice was firm but laced with worry. He reached down and hooked his arm beneath mine, steadying me as I stumbled to my feet. The man was battered himself, his once-bright armor dulled with soot and blood, his silver hair sticking to his forehead.I managed a small, crooked grin. “You look worse than I do.”He smirked faintly. “At least I’m not glowing my lord.”True— faint veins of silver still pulsed beneath my skin where the goddess’s magic lingered. I could feel it gnawing at me from the inside, trying to remind me that I was going to fail but I ignored it Kaela turned toward us, her hands already lifting. “Enough standing in the open men. We need shelter.”The ground trembled under her voice. The air around her sh
The ground trembled under the weight of clashing power. Kaela’s dark magic burst in red-black waves as she fought the goddess’s soldiers, Rhydian’s sword glinting beside her like a streak of lightning.I stood still before the barrier. It glowed in golden light and I felt like it was watching me like a living thing, waiting for me to make my decision. The air thickened around me, the scent of divine magic biting at my skin, warning me to turn back.Kaelith stirred within me.“You know the Moon goddess is watching,don’t you?” his deep voice rumbled in my head, low and ancient.“I am very much aware,” I whispered, my eyes locked on the rippling glow. “Our mate waits beyond that wall,” Kaelith growled, his tone edged with primal hunger. “Her soul still hums for us, even if her mind does not remember. Find her. Mark her. Make her ours again. No one— not goddess, not Alpha, not mortal, will stop us.”My lips curved into a shadowed smile. “You forget, Kaelith… I am a beast, same as you.”H
The words hung in the air like a curse.For a long moment, I said nothing. The night wind howled across the cliffs, carrying the taste of magic and betrayal. My gaze fixed on the barrier, its light reflecting in my golden eyes,then I chuckled. “She truly thinks she can chain me,” I said at last, my tone quiet, almost dangerous. “I wonder what she's thinking now, that I will come and beg?.” I scoffed.“Preposterous,” Kaelith growled.Rhydian growled low. “The goddess has gone too far this time. She’s afraid of what you are, my Lord.”Kaela’s jaw tightened. “She’s not afraid,” she said bitterly. “She’s spiteful. The Lycan blood reminds her of her failure,the beings she created but couldn’t control.”I tilted my head slightly, studying the threads of power weaving through the barrier. It shimmered with divine essence…the kind that burned at my touch. Kaelith stirred deep within me, he was restless,and he snarled against the magic pressing down on us.“She’s severed my connection,” I murmu
Dylen’s POVThe barrier shimmered before me,a thin veil of light stretched across the valley, pulsing with strange energy. It was supposed to be steady, calm, but now it felt alive, unstable… and hostile.I narrowed my eyes, my senses spreading like shadow tendrils through the space between realms. Something was wrong. The pulse wasn’t natural,it carried the taste of divinity. Of her…The Moon Goddess. Of course it did,she created it. But something felt off.“She's watching…” Kaelith whispered.My jaw clenched. Of course she was watching,she always does. I guess she's watching to know if I would back down.Then a movement caught my eye. Shapes… faint, blurred… crossing through the barrier. I took a step forward, the night stilling around me. It was them.A group of wolves. Among them, an older male,broad shoulders, hair streaked with gray. Hold a second, that's Evelyn's father and in his arms, was a girl. Her head rested against his chest, her hair catching the pale glow of moonlight.
The willow swayed gently above me, its silver-green tendrils brushing the grass like fingertips stroking a harp. I sat beneath it, before a wide mirror that reflected me and the soft veil of mist curling through the air. The stillness around me was almost scary. There was no wind, no sound, just the faint murmur of my own breathing.Then… a sensation.A faint warmth trailed through my hair, like fingers parting each strand.I froze.My reflection didn’t move, she just sat there, perfectly calm, while I felt it.A hand. It felt real and warm.Sliding slowly down my hair to my shoulder. For some reason,I couldn't look back.My heart stuttered. “Who’s there?” I whispered, my voice swallowed by the mist. No one answered. Yet through the mirror, I could feel his presence behind me,it was close enough that his breath grazed the shell of my ear.Then his voice came, low and deep.“Avelynne…”My pulse jumped. No one had called me that name, not even Sylvara.“You look so gorgeous…”The words w
A burst of white light swept through the courtyard, flooding every corner with divine brilliance. The force of it knocked the breath from my lungs, and for a moment, all I could do was shield my eyes. When I finally dared to look up, the world had shifted, the heaviness that had pressed upon us moments ago was gone.The Alphas, who moments before had been crushed beneath Dylen’s aura, gasped in unison, their bodies trembling as the divine energy cleansed the space. The Moon Goddess’s magic had washed over the courtyard. What a relief.Every Alpha dropped to their knees. Heads bowed low. No one dared to look at her directly.“Blessed be the Moon,” they whispered in unison.I followed their lead, lowering my head as my heart raced. I could feel her power which felt smooth and infinite. It was as though the stars themselves had descended to stand upon our earth. Her presence was gentle, yet heavy enough to make Sylvara whimper softly inside me.Footsteps echoed softly,the ground responde







