Mia's POV
The scent of pine and ash filled the air as I stepped into the clearing behind the pack house. The first light of dawn hadn’t broken yet, but the training ground was already bustling. Shadows moved like phantoms through the trees—warriors, betas, and omegas stretching, sparring, preparing.
And I was about to join them.
Snowy stirred within me, alert and hungry for movement. “This is good for us. We need to feel what this body can do now.”
Everything felt different—sharper, faster. My senses weren’t just active; they were overactive. I could hear heartbeats, smell old blood in the soil, sense magic humming beneath the surface like a living current. It was overwhelming.
“You made it,
Kato’s POVThe portal collapsed behind us with a shriek, sealing off the world we left behind. For a moment, everything was silent. Not the comforting silence of peace—this silence was electric. It crawled across my skin like static. I gripped Nyx tighter in my arms. She was still unconscious, her small frame shivering from the trauma of what we’d just escaped.The Phoenix Realm was not meant for mortals.The sky above us shimmered with hues of molten gold and deep amethyst, shifting and warping as if it were alive. Ash fell softly from above, white as snow and hot as coals. Trees, or what once were trees, stood like charcoal statues, limbs twisted skyward in frozen agony. Every step I took felt like walking across a memory—each one burning, raw, and sacred.N
Mia's POVThe moon hung low that night, tinged crimson and ominous. It was the beginning.The Blood Moon.I stood on the edge of the cliff that bordered our packlands, the wind tearing at my hair, my heart thunderous in my chest. Behind me, the forest was still recovering from our return—the surge of power that had burst from the portal when Lunara collapsed had scorched a half-mile radius of trees. Yet no one spoke of the damage. No one dared.Because we had her.Nyx.The child of the Blood Moon.She slept now in the warded nursery below the pack house, guarded by Sybil and Kato, while Elara and I stood watch under the bleeding sky.
Mia's POVThe next morning arrived with an eerie stillness. No birdsong, no rustle of leaves. Just silence.It unsettled me more than any nightmare ever could.By the time I made it to the dining room, the pack was already gathered. Damian stood at the head of the table, maps spread before him. Elara, Kato, Austin, and Sybil flanked him. Mike and Nella sat to the side, tension thick in the room."You're late," Damian said without looking up."I'm aware," I muttered. "I had a name in my dreams. Nyx."That got his attention. He looked up sharply, eyes narrowing."That's the name of a goddess," Sybil said, stepping forward. "The ancient personificatio
Mia’s POVThe next morning, I woke with a dull ache in my muscles and an electric buzz under my skin. Something was shifting. I felt... heavier, not physically, but spiritually. Like power was settling into my bones.“Time to start,” I murmured to myself.Outside, the clearing behind the pack house had been transformed into a training ground. Trees surrounded us, their branches like silent witnesses. Warriors from both Damian’s and Austin’s packs were scattered around, but they all paused when I stepped into the sun-drenched circle. Beside me stood Elara, calm and centered. Kato lingered near the trees, nervously kicking at the dirt.Sybil, arms crossed, watched from the edge like a teacher observing a test.
Mia's POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.Not the kind that came from sunlight or fire, but something deeper—rooted in my chest and pulsing through my veins like golden lightning. I opened my eyes slowly. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, painted in soft cream, kissed by the glow of morning. My mouth was dry, my limbs stiff, and my breath came in shallow waves.But I was alive.Somehow.Voices murmured just outside the room. Familiar, but tense. When I tried to speak, all that escaped was a raspy whisper."Water..."Almost instantly, the door burst open. Nella appeared first, a tray in her hands. Behind her was Damian, his eyes bloodsho
Mia's POVThe scent of pine and ash filled the air as I stepped into the clearing behind the pack house. The first light of dawn hadn’t broken yet, but the training ground was already bustling. Shadows moved like phantoms through the trees—warriors, betas, and omegas stretching, sparring, preparing.And I was about to join them.Snowy stirred within me, alert and hungry for movement. “This is good for us. We need to feel what this body can do now.”Everything felt different—sharper, faster. My senses weren’t just active; they were overactive. I could hear heartbeats, smell old blood in the soil, sense magic humming beneath the surface like a living current. It was overwhelming.“You made it,