Caius's POVThe building shook as more of the Queen's puppet wolves poured in. I fought with vampire speed, my hands a blur as I snapped necks and tore out throats. These weren't true wolvesjust empty carriers. I felt no guilt.Through the chaos, I watched Sienna and Ronan moving as one, their newly remembered bond making them dangerous. Fire danced from Sienna's fingers, her Ruby Wolf power burning brighter than I'd ever seen.Kieran, still in wolf form, tore through foes with savage grace. For once, his curse seemed a blessing.My phone vibrated in my pocket. In the middle of fighting, I almost ignored it. But the special tonethree short buzzesmade my dead heart skip.The royal alarm signal.I eliminated two more wolves and checked the screen.Court under attack. Rebels led by Viktor. King wounded. Return quickly. LyraThe words hit me like silver blades. Viktormy unclehad finally made his move. My father was hurt. My home burning.And yet here I stood, fighting someone else's war.
Midnight Queen's POVI watched the vampire prince flee while chaos exploded in my temple. How predictable. Royals always choose their crowns over their hearts.His blood donation to the Ruby Wolf girl was surprising, though. A smart move that might complicate things.No matter. I had waited ages for this moment.The temple floor cracked wider beneath my feet as I drew more power. Puppet wolves fought the Alpha, the Phantom Wolf, and my grandson around me. Isolde and Elena worked their spell in the corner, thinking I didn't notice their treachery.Fools. I saw everything.My attention fixed on Siennamy blood, my keyas she wiped vampire blood from her lips. Power radiated from her skin like heat from fire. So much like me, once."Enough!" I shouted, clapping my hands together.A shockwave rippled through the building, knocking everyone to the ground. Only Sienna stayed standing, protected by her new vampire-blood shield.Silence fell. The puppet dogs froze in place.I floated down until
Zeke's POVThe Midnight Queen's words echoed in my head long after she vanished into the dark. Twin ties. The First Wolf. Our true history.Lies tangled with facts until I couldn't separate them anymore.I watched my sistermy twinas she leaned against Ronan, her face pale with shock. The silver glow on her wrist where the Queen had touched her mate mark made my own skin burn in response.We were linked, whether we wanted it or not."We need to leave," Kieran growled, now dressed in clothes Elena had made for him. "The temple's becoming unstable."Another howl rose from beneath us, louder this time. The floor shook."She's right about one thing," I said, my voice hoarse. "That's the First Wolf waking up."Sienna looked at me with those eyesour eyes. Ruby red in the right light. "You knew? About us being related to her?"I nodded, shame burning my throat. "I found out three months ago. But not everything. Not about the twin bond.""We need to talk," she said, moving toward me.That's wh
Darius's POVCold stone pressed against my back as I stared at the ceiling of my jail cell. Three days since they'd thrown me in here. Three days since everything fell apart.The pack jail smelled like mold and old blood. My blood. The silver-laced bars had burned my hands when I'd tested them the first day.No one came except to slide boring food through the slot. No visitors. No trial. Just silence.I'd wronged Kieran, and now both sides had abandoned me.My ribs ached where Elena had kicked me after they'd caught me trying to signal the Syndicate during the escape from the temple. The memory of Kieran's facethe hurt that flashed before the ragewas worse than any physical pain."You were like a brother to me," he'd growled before turning away forever.A sound outside my cell made me sit up. Footsteps. Too light to be a guard."Who's there?" My voice cracked from disuse.A shadow moved beyond the bars, then a face appeared. Tomas. Another Beta from Kieran's inner circleand apparently
Isolde's POVThe mirror in my hands showed me nothing but darkness. For three days, I'd tried to find Sienna through my scrying glass, but she stayed hidden even from my magic.Smart girl.I set down the mirror and looked around my small tent. Herbs hung from the roof, their scents mixing with the smoke from my protection candles. After fleeing the temple, I'd created this small space on the outskirts of Kieran's new camp, though I wasn't exactly welcome.No one trusted a witch who had once served the Midnight Queen.A sudden wind extinguished my lights, plunging the tent into blackness. The air grew thick with power that wasn't mine."Show yourselves," I ordered, calling a small flame to my palm.Three hooded figures emerged from the shadows, materializing like smoke. My sister witches from the Black Moon Coven.Lyra, tall and stern. Mara, round-faced and seemingly gentle. Thea, silent and dangerous."Sisters," I greeted carefully. "This is unexpected.""The High Priestess has called
Kieran's POVPain shot through my side as I tried to sit up. The wound from Darius's deception was healing, but too slowly. Three days, and I still couldn't shift without reopening it."Stay down," Elena directed, pushing me back onto the furs. "Your stubbornness won't make you heal faster."I growled but didn't fight her. My Beta was right, as usual.Our temporary camp buzzed with activity outside my tent. Guards shouted directions, preparing for another attack. Darius's warning had saved lives, but I still couldn't bring myself to visit him in the medics' tent.Some betrayals cut too deep."You have a visitor," Elena said quietly. "Should I send him away?""Who?" I asked, wincing as I changed position."Your uncle."I closed my eyes briefly. Alaric was the last person I wanted to see, but he was also the only one who might have answers."Let him in."Elena nodded and stepped outside. Moments later, my father's brother entered the tent. His silver hair was wild, his eyes haunted. He
Sienna's POVI awoke to darkness and the smell of pine. My head throbbed as I sat up, trying to remember what had happened after...After seeing a face that shouldn't exist."Hello?" I called out, my voice echoing in the stillness.No answer.I pushed myself to my feet, wincing at the ache in my muscles. The last thing I remembered was running north with Ronan, then the attack. Queen's killers everywhere. And thena cloaked person.A small flame sparked to life in my palm, throwing eerie shadows on stone walls. I was in some kind of cave, but not one I recognized."The Ruby Wolf awakens."I spun around, flame burning brighter as I faced the speaker. A tall woman with silver hair and black eyes stood at the opening to a tunnel I hadn't noticed before."Who are you?" I asked. "Where's Ronan?"The woman smiled, showing pointed teeth. "I am Nyx, guardian of the Second Trial. Your companions are not here. In the Heart's Trial, you walk alone."My stomach dropped. "The Second Celestial Trial
Sienna's POV I woke with a gasp, dirt and pine needles sticking to my cheek. Stars glittered overhead through a cover of trees. My body ached as if I'd been thrown from a great height, and maybe I had been. The cave was gone. The trial was over. But the face I'd seen the true enemy behind the Queen's mask burned in my mind like a brand. "Impossible," I whispered, pushing myself to my knees. My head spun with the movement, and I clutched at a nearby tree root to balance myself. It couldn't be true. And yet, deep down, I knew it was. The person behind everything, the hunts, the lies, the manipulation was someone I trusted. Someone who had led me. Isolde. My boss. The Black Moon Witch herself. A sharp pain shot through my wrist. I looked down to see a new mark forming on my skin a perfect crescent moon wrapped around a ruby-colored flame. The mark of the Second Trial. "I passed," I whispered, tracing the symbol with my thumb. "But at what cost?" Memories flashed through my mind
Kieran's POVThe beast clawed at my insides, trying to break free. I dug my nails into my hands until blood dripped between my fingers. Pain helped me focus, kept the monster at bay."Alpha, we're approaching the burned cabin," said Maya, my most trusted warrior. Her silver-streaked hair gleamed in the moonlight as she ran beside me.Behind us, sixty of my best fighters moved through the trees like shadows. We had abandoned our wolf forms when we picked up the smell of vampires ahead. Better to approach with hands that could hold guns."She was here," I growled, the bond in my chest pulling me forward like a hook buried in my heart. "Recently."After weeks of nothingness, the bond had roared back to life last night, shattering the fog in my thoughts. Memories flooded back Sienna's face, her touch, her smell. And with those memories came rage at whoever had tried to make me forget her."Are you sure it's her?" asked Liam, my Second. He had never
Caius's POVThe smell of fire and magic hung in the night air. I stood on the ridge overlooking the burning cabin, my five special vampire guards spread out behind me like shadows."Looks like we missed the party," I said, studying the scene below. Syndicate troops looked through the rubble, their black uniforms blending with the darkness.Viktor, my oldest guard, pointed to fresh tracks in the mud. "They fled less than an hour ago."I closed my eyes, focusing on the weak pulse that had been getting stronger in my chest for weeks. Sienna. Each beat of her heart called to me like a light."She's alive," I whispered, relief washing over me. Then anger replaced it. "The Queen nearly had her."My fangs lengthened at the thought. Four centuries of vampire royalty ran through my blood, but I'd never felt this protective urge for anyone before. It was... unsettling."Your Highness," Elena said, touching my arm. "Movement in the trees."I sniff
Darius's POVI closed my eyes, feeling the pack ties stretch like unseen threads across the forest. One particular thread burned brighter than the rest Sienna. The Ruby Wolf might have escaped us before, but not this time."Sir, we've secured the perimeter," said Ellis, my most trusted assassin. Five other Syndicate killers crouched behind him, their faces drawn with dark symbols that gleamed in the moonlight."Good." I rolled the silver knife between my fingers. "Remember, we need the twins alive."The pull of Sienna's energy got stronger. After years of pretending to be Kieran's loyal Beta, I was finally close to my real prize. The Queen would reward me beyond imagination for bringing her the Ruby Wolf twins."There," I hissed, pointing to a thin column of smoke rising above the trees. "The cabin."I reached into my coat pocket and pulled six small glass orbs filled with swirling black mist tracking hexes made by the Black Moon Witch herself.
Sienna's POV"He's out here somewhere!" I yelled, pushing through the thick underbrush. Dawn light streamed through the trees, painting the forest in gold. My heart raced as I followed the path of disturbed leaves and broken twigs.Ronan kept pace beside me, his face tight with worry. "Sienna, we don't know if it's really him. It could be a trap."I clutched the wooden wolf carving tighter. "It's him, Ronan. I feel it."Ever since finding the carving on our porch last night, I'd been looking. My twin brother alive, not dead as I'd believed my whole life. The notebook page he'd left proved it. The writing matched the letters in my locket, the one thing I had from my mother.A flash of something dark caught my eye. I froze, then rushed forward, falling to my knees beside a folded form half-hidden among fallen leaves."Zeke!" I gasped.My brother lay motionless, his skin covered in strange black veins that looked like spider webs under his pal
Isolde's POVMoonlight streamed through the cracked window of my secret workroom as I stirred the bubbling pot. The potion glowed blue-green, sending strange shadows across the stone walls. My hands moved with practiced skill, adding pinches of rare herbs and drops of crystal water."Almost there," I whispered.This wasn't just any potion. This was memory magic – dangerous and illegal. But Sienna needed it if she was going to survive what was coming.I dropped crushed moonstone into the mixture, watching it fizz and spark. The final part waited beside me – a small vial of ruby-red liquid. Blood from the Nightrose family. My own blood.Yes, the secret I'd kept for ages. I wasn't just any witch serving the Midnight Syndicate. I was a distant cousin of the Ruby Wolves, with just enough of their old power to make this spell work.As the mixture simmered, my mind went to the past. To better days.I remembered little Sienna, just five years old,
Zeke's POVBlood dripped from my fingers as I crouched on the rocky outcrop above the small cabin. My enhanced eyes pierced the darkness, focused on the two figures moving inside. One was a tall man with silver-streaked black hair – Ronan Voss, the Phantom Wolf. The other was a woman with bright red hair that seemed to glow in the lamplight.Sienna. My younger sister.My chest tightened with a strange ache. For forty years, they told me she was the enemy. The Midnight Queen – our grandma – had raised me to hate her, to hunt her. But now, watching her through the cabin window, something felt wrong."You look just like Mom," I whispered.The words surprised me. I had no memories of our mother. Or at least, I thought I didn't. But seeing Sienna's face, something sparked inside me – flashes of a woman with the same fiery hair, the same determined jaw.I touched the metal plates beneath my skin. The Midnight Syndicate's "improvements" to make me the
Caius's POV The old library beneath the Vampire High Court was silent except for the rustle of pages. Dust motes floated in the dim lighting as I hunched over texts so old they crumbled at my touch. "Careful with that one, Your Highness," my elderly librarian warned. "That manuscript predates even your grandfather." I ignored him, my fingers tracing the faded drawings of ruby-colored wolves with glowing eyes. Three days had passed since I'd last seen Sienna, and the image of her fire wings haunted me. Not just for their beauty, but for what they meant. "Leave me," I ordered without looking up. When the door closed, I relaxed my perfect stance. Five centuries of being the perfect prince got tiresome. I rubbed my temples and pulled the oldest book closer – its black cover made from some unidentified skin, its pages yellow with age. The text was written in Ancient Vampiric, a language only royal clans still learned.
Kieran's POVThe great hall of the Shadowfang Pack territory hummed with anxiety. Ten Alpha werewolves sat around the huge oak table, their eyes fixed on me. Each led their own pack, but all recognized the Shadowfang's authority. For now.I paced at the head of the table, my wolf scratching beneath my skin. The silver poison still burned in my veins from the last fight, weakening me when I needed strength most."You've called us here at a dangerous time, Kieran," growled Arlo, the gray-bearded Alpha of the Northern Claw Pack. "With the Blood Moon approaching, we should be securing our territories, not attending meetings."I stopped pacing and put my palms on the table, letting my eyes shift to their wolf form – golden with red flecks."I called you here because of the danger," I said, my voice cutting through the murmurs. "The Midnight Syndicate has made their move. The Blood Moon won't just bring my curse this time – it brings war."Darius sto
Ronan's POVThe trees blurred past us as I carried Sienna through the darkness. Her golden fire wings had faded, leaving her tired in my arms. The Midnight Queen's revelation still echoed in my mind – the queen was Sienna's grandma. Another piece of the puzzle I hadn't seen coming."Almost there," I whispered, feeling her stir against my chest.The cabin emerged through the trees – small, weathered, but secure. My safe harbor for the past five years. No one knew about this place, not even my old handlers at the Syndicate."Where are we?" Sienna mumbled, her ruby-red eyes fluttering open."Somewhere safe." I kicked open the door, carrying her inside.The cabin was sparse but practical – a bed, a fireplace, basic supplies. I gently laid Sienna down and lit the fire with practiced moves."You've been here before," she noticed, pushing herself up on her elbows."It's mine." I gave her water from my pack. "Built it myself after I escaped. Th