Se connecterOlivia’s POV“Yes,” he replied after a while.“Our Alpha and the Shadow Warriors never returned from Blood Valley. The elite team who survived were in a bad state, and they all narrated that the Alpha took a hit from the Evil God to protect you,” he replied.“Not returning means death in your words, Elder?” I paused, waiting for his response.But there was no answer. He couldn’t refute or counter my words. I had succeeded in planting doubts in his mind, as well as in the minds of whoever was pulling the strings behind the scenes and everyone else present.Although I had witnessed Alpha Kingsley being swallowed by that dark sphere filled with destructive energy, and the mate bond had snapped, I still held on to a little hope for a miracle.Something inside me kept telling me that things might not be the way they seemed. His body hadn’t been found. The Blood Shadow Warriors were nowhere in sight.Something didn’t add up, and right now, I needed everyone to have that doubt. If they belie
Olivia’s POVI immediately raised a hand to stop Karl before he could take another step.“Stand down,” I commanded firmly.Karl hesitated for a moment before returning to my side.I turned my attention back to Damien, refusing to let his accusations provoke me into losing my composure in front of everyone.“Enlighten me, Lycan Lord,” I answered calmly.“You, as the heir of the First Moon and Lady of the Moon Temple, are entrusted with the responsibility of fighting against the Evil God and the practitioners of black magic and dark arts.”He paused, allowing his words to sink in.“But,” he continued when he saw everyone nodding in affirmation, “you neglected your duties and responsibilities and ventured into Blood Valley to rescue a worthless kid.”My expression remained unchanged, although his words struck a nerve.“You knew it was a trap, yet you walked in blindly without a concrete plan, and you delivered your blood, the final key to awakening the Evil God Baalzelbul.”He allowed an
Olivia’s POVThe meeting hall had never been this crowded—not even during the Moon Banquet.Elders of the governing council.Lycan Lords, pack leaders, and pack elders.Elite warriors and young, promising werewolves were all in attendance.Representatives from the strongest packs across the werewolf territories had also gathered.They all stood around the massive stone table in the centre of the hall, staring at the map spread across its surface. Some exchanged whispers, while others studied the map with serious expressions, seemingly trying to figure out why they had been summoned here.For the first time since the Moon Temple awakened, I had called everyone together for one reason.War.Not defence.Not intelligence gathering, nor waiting for another attack.It was time to launch a full assault on the enemy camp.I sat on the Moon Throne, watching and observing each and every person present in the hall. There was loud chattering and gossip among the different people gathered.Some s
Olivia’s POVI was tired of being told that I was destined to save the world when I still couldn’t fully understand the power I had inherited.But destiny wasn’t going to wait for me to feel ready.Neither would Baalzelbul and the evildoers waiting to destroy the peace of the world.I turned toward the centre of the training ground once more.This time, I didn’t immediately summon the elements.Instead, I stood still, holding the Moon Staff with both hands, and focused on the energy within my body.I just allowed it to run freely around me.I could feel it all over me. The trajectory of the wind.The softness of the water and the hardness of the earth.I could feel the scorching heat that came from the fire element and the mild, cool sensation and quiet presence of Moon Magic.The familiar resonance of my bloodline.The elements waiting for my command.Everything was there.And yet, something was missing.I couldn’t name it, couldn’t explain it, and couldn’t even tell whether it was a
Olivia POV With that thought, I stepped away from the centre of the platform and sat on one of the stone benches nearby. My body was still recovering. Although I had regained most of my strength, there were moments when exhaustion crept over me without warning. Grandma Healer had made it very clear that I needed to be careful. Unfortunately, patience had never been my greatest strength. Even if I wanted to I didn’t have the luxury of time. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. There was a war coming. I could feel it in my bones. Baalzelbul was still out there somewhere, and we had no idea what he was planning. His coffin had been destroyed, his followers had scattered, and the dark energy left behind in Blood Valley was only another reminder that we hadn’t truly won. We had survived the first hurdle albeit at a great price. That was all. And survival wasn’t the same as victory. I had no intention of waiting for him to gather his strength and attack us ag
Olivia’s POV The first light of dawn crept over the Moon Temple, casting a soft glow across the training grounds.I had rose up early to train- standing in the middle of the familiar stone platform, my eyes closed and my breathing steady as I tried to sense and gather the energy flowing through my body. The air around me stirred and a faint silver light emerged beneath my feet, spreading across the engraved runes on the platform. One after another, the ancient markings illuminated, responding to the bloodline power flowing through my veins. I raised my hands slowly and four elements answered my call. A small flame danced above my right palm, while water gathered over my left. A gentle breeze circled my body, lifting the loose strands of my hair, and the earth beneath my feet trembled as tiny stones rose into the air. Then came the fifth - Moon Magic. Silver lightning crackled between my fingers, illuminating the training ground with a brilliant glow. For a moment, everyt







