LOGINOLIVIA’S POV “They seem to be using our army to train and hone their battle skills,” Darius replied with a frown. “They dare to treat this as a joke?” the elder fumed. “Using our army as sparring partners. Ridiculous!” “Release more undead warriors and those beasts!” he commanded. “Let them drown them with numbers.” The moment they carried out his order, my fully alert senses caught something. The sudden increase in dark energy revealed a clearer trail, and I finally detected its direction. I followed the energy with my senses, tracing it beyond the battlefield until I found what I had been searching for. The location of the ritual altar. A faint smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “Found you,” I chuckled lightly. My grip tightened around the scepter. “Time to end this,” I said coldly. The moment I pinpointed the location, I immediately sent a command through the mind link. Suddenly, my warriors, who had been using the undead army and creatures as trainin
OLIVIA’S POV My hands never stopped moving as the different techniques and spells I had learned over the years came into play. “Sword of Judgment!” “Paladin of Light!” “Twilight of Blades!” I kept chanting the names of different fighting techniques, special techniques, and secret skills as I unleashed one attack after another. The Sacred Moon Scepter in my hand transformed repeatedly, shifting from a sword into a blade, a spade, an axe, and even a crossbow. I had lost count of how many creatures and undead warriors I had slain. “Watch carefully, Olivia,” Lucy whispered inside my head. “Every time you slay an undead warrior and it respawns, a residue of dark energy is left behind,” Lucy said. “What does that have to do with the situation at hand?” I questioned her. “The energy residue is a trail that leads to the source responsible for the continuous influx of these creatures and undead warriors,” Lucy explained. “You mean that if I follow the energy trail, I can find the a
OLIVIA’S POVDarius stepped forward.“Control it, or destroy it,” he said. “Those are the choices.”I tightened my grip on the Moon Staff, my knuckles whitening around its smooth surface.“And you believe this force—or whoever you serve—will let you control it?”The elder’s silence answered me.He didn’t know.Or perhaps he knew and simply didn’t care.“What are you trying to achieve by attacking the Blood Moon Pack?” I demanded.“Are you not afraid that Alpha Kingsley will come after you?” I asked, my eyes fixed on the elder.He threw his head back and laughed.“Hahahaha!”“Don’t scare me with a dead man,” the elder replied, his amusement fading into a cold sneer. “We all know Alpha Kingsley is dead. And after we take over the Blood Moon Pack, the other packs will follow suit.”A chill crawled down my spine at the revelation , but I refused to let it show.“Now you know,” he said. “You can die in peace.”“Attack!” Darius commanded.The undead army and creatures surged forward.Andrew
OLIVIA’S POVI looked between them.“You know each other.”“We served the same cause,” the elder replied.“Which cause?”He raised his hand again.The black crescent glowed brighter.“The one your ancestors tried to erase.”The ground trembled.The creatures resumed their attack.“Hold the line!” Karl shouted.The elder’s warriors advanced from the rear, forcing our defenders to fight on two fronts.I swung the Moon Staff, releasing a wave of silver energy that knocked them back.But I couldn’t attack them recklessly.They were Blood Moon warriors.Some of them had served Kingsley for years.Some had fought beside him through life-and-death battles, and I didn’t know whether they were in their right senses or being manipulated and controlled by sinister forces.I couldn’t just begin slaughtering them without considering that.“Stand down!” I ordered. “You don’t have to die for this!”A few hesitated.The elder’s voice cut through the clearing.“Do not listen to her! She will seal us a
OLIVIA’S POV “Olivia.” The voice came from the dead warrior standing at the edge of the clearing. I knew that face. I had seen it in the Blood Moon Pack years ago. I remembered the reports of his death. Yet here he stood, staring at me as though he had never died. “Who are you?” I demanded. His lips curved into a faint smile. “Have you forgotten me already?” Karl stepped forward, his hand tightening around his weapon. “That’s impossible.” The man’s gaze shifted to him. “Is it?” My heart began pounding. The face was unmistakable. Darius. The high-ranking Blood Moon warrior who had served as a spy. The man Alpha Kingsley had interrogated in prison before he mysteriously died in his cell. I remembered the reports. The unanswered questions. The way his death had cut off the investigation before Kingsley could uncover the full extent of the betrayal. Same person Andrew became a different person while investigating his case. “You died,” I said. Darius tilted his head. “
Olivia POV I rushed toward him. "What happened?" He dropped to his knees, fighting to stay conscious. "The eastern scouts…" He stopped to catch his breath. "They're all dead." Karl was beside him in an instant. "How many enemies?" The warrior shook his head. "We never saw them." "What do you mean?" His eyes were wide with fear. "They weren't wolves. They weren't Evil God Apostles either." Nobody in the hall said a word. "Then what were they?" I asked. My stomach had already started to knot. He looked straight at me, his lips shaking. "They wore the faces of our dead." "What?" "They came out of the forest wearing faces of people we didn't know, and of warriors we buried years ago." He caught hold of my robe with what little strength he had left. "They're going after the Blood Moon Pack." His grip loosened and he fainted before I could ask anything else. "Karl!" "Get the healers in here!" Karl shouted, already at my side. Two Moon Guardians carried the scout away while a h







