Se connecterThe world descended into a profound, eerie silence once the vision dissipated—so quiet that Aria questioned whether she remained within the illusion. Her chest felt constricted, her breathing irregular, and her legs quaked as if all her strength had been abruptly stripped away.She blinked forcefully.The ruins remained intact. Rowan was still present. Selene was still there.Yet Aria…Aria no longer felt like the same woman who had entered the light moments earlier.For now, she had uncovered the truth.Her mother had not been slain by rogues.She had not perished due to weakness.She had not died because fate was unkind.She was pursued.Targeted.Betrayed by those who were meant to safeguard her.Aria exhaled shakily. She pressed a hand against her chest as if attempting to keep herself intact.Rowan rushed forward, grasping her by the shoulders before she could collapse.“Aria!” His voice trembled, filled with urgency. “What did she reveal to you? What transpired? Look at me—focus
The Awakening No One ExpectedThe world abruptly came back into focus with a violent jolt.Aria stumbled forward as the last remnants of Selene’s light disappeared from her skin, her breath escaping in ragged gasps. Her legs felt unsteady, her heart racing as if it were attempting to escape her chest. She blinked forcefully, striving to stabilize her vision. The ruins of the Moon Hall emitted a faint glow, resonating with an unusual pressure that she could sense deep within her bones.Rowan was immediately at her side, gripping her shoulders, his eyes filled with concern.“Aria—Aria, focus on me.”He gently cradled her face, attempting to anchor her.“What did she reveal to you?”Aria opened her mouth, but the words became tangled in her throat. The images continued to whirl too rapidly—flashes of her mother racing through a dark corridor, a group of cloaked men encircling her, the silver sigil on her mother’s palm glowing brightly before everything faded to black.She swallowed hard.
The Moon That Refuses to FallThe world continued its rotation as Aria's sight finally came into clarity.The echo of her recollection—her mother’s scream, the pang of treachery, the blade—still seared beneath her flesh. She felt unguarded, vulnerable, as though every belief she had ever held had just been stripped away.Selene stood in front of her, the mark on her palm dimming gradually, its illumination fading like the final sigh of moonlight before daylight.Rowan’s hands grasped Aria’s shoulders the instant she staggered backward.“Aria—Aria, focus on me,” he insisted, his voice laced with anxiety.She did.And he recoiled.Not because she appeared shattered—no, she resembled a wildfire taking the form of a woman. Her eyes shone in a manner he had never witnessed. Silver coursed through her irises, swirling like a tempest. Her heartbeat resonated beneath her skin, pulsating with a force that belonged not just to the realm of wolves.“Selene,” Rowan growled, pivoting sharply. “You
The Moment the World ShiftedThe storm outside had calmed, yet within Aria’s heart, a tempest brewed—one far more intense than rain or thunder. Her heartbeat raced as she gazed at Rowan across the dimly illuminated war room. The map laid out before them was strewn with markers—uncontrolled movements, absent scouts, and the peculiar symbols Selene had revealed to her in the vision. Each detail pointed to a singular truth.The enemy was not approaching.The enemy was already among us.Rowan’s jaw tightened as he scrutinized her, his dark eyes filled with concern. “You’ve hardly spoken since we departed from Selene. What precisely did she reveal to you?”Aria hesitated before responding. Her mind was a tangled web—her mother’s visage, the blood on the Moon Hall floors, the flash of treachery from a man standing behind her mother in the vision. A man adorned with a crest she recognized.A crest from a pack she once held in trust.Her voice emerged raw. “Rowan… it wasn’t rogues. My mother
What the Moon DemandsThe reverberation from Selene’s vision lingered in Aria’s bones long after the light faded away. She faltered, gasping, clutching the nearest pillar as the ruins stabilized around her. The frigid air pierced her lungs, yet it paled in comparison to the searing sensation within her chest.Rowan caught her before she fell."Aria—Aria, focus on me. What did she reveal to you?"Aria shut her eyes tightly. The images clawed at her consciousness—her mother fleeing through the woods; flames; shadows; betrayal; a recognizable crest imprinted on the blade that ended her mother’s life.Not rogues.Not strangers.Pack blood.Her voice trembled. "My mother… she was pursued. And not by foes." She swallowed hard. "It was the High Council. One of their own executed the order."Rowan froze, his breath sharp. "The Council?" he whispered. "Aria, that implies—""Yes," she replied, her voice quaking with fury. "My curse… it wasn’t destiny. It wasn’t a coincidence." She raised her he
When the Moon Remembers Your NameAria did not breathe—not initially.The vision that Selene had revealed to her continued to blaze behind her eyes. Her mother’s visage… her tender smile… the anguish in her last moments. The treachery. The ambush. The familiar scent of wolves—wolves she had trusted throughout her life.It was overwhelming.As the world came back into view, Aria found herself kneeling on the frigid stone floor of the dilapidated Moon Hall. Her hands were pressed against the fractured ground, her breath trembling uncontrollably.Rowan immediately dropped down beside her.“Aria—look at me. What did she reveal to you? Speak to me.”But Aria was unable to articulate her thoughts. Her voice was ensnared in her throat, choked by sorrow so piercing it felt like a dagger lodged within her chest.Selene stood before them, silent, her silver luminescence dimmed with compassion.“I cautioned you,” she whispered. “Truth comes at a cost. And at times… it shatters before it mends.”







