LOGINThe words struck me harder than the cold night air.
“Kill the Luna.”
For one frozen heartbeat, I couldn’t move.
Four cloaked figures stood between the ancient pines, their faces hidden beneath black hoods. Moonlight glinted off the silver blades in their hands, each weapon etched with runes meant to weaken werewolves.
They hadn’t come to rob me.
They hadn’t come to frighten me.
They had come to make sure I never left this forest alive.
My fingers instinctively covered my stomach.
No.
Not me.
My baby.
They were here for my baby.
One of the men stepped forward, his boots crushing the fallen leaves beneath him.
“The Alpha was foolish enough to let her leave alone,” he sneered. “Made our job easy.”
Another chuckled.
“I expected the former Luna to have guards.”
“The proud ones always think they can survive without help.”
I forced myself to breathe.
Panic would get us both killed.
There was only one narrow path behind me, winding deeper into the forest. If I could reach the river, the rushing water might hide my scent long enough for me to escape.
I shifted my weight slowly.
The tallest assassin noticed.
“She’s thinking about running.”
His grin widened beneath the shadow of his hood.
“Break her legs first.”
The words snapped something inside me.
I turned and ran.
Branches whipped across my face as I sprinted through the darkness, dragging the small suitcase behind me for only a few desperate steps before throwing it aside. Clothes scattered across the forest floor, but I didn’t look back.
Nothing mattered except the tiny heartbeat I carried inside me.
Behind me, boots pounded against the earth.
“After her!”
“Don’t let her reach the river!”
Their voices grew closer.
Too close.
My lungs burned as I pushed myself faster than I ever had before. Twisted roots reached across the path like traps, and low branches clawed at my hair and dress.
A sharp sting sliced across my shoulder.
An arrow.
I stumbled, biting back a cry as warm blood soaked through the fabric.
They weren’t trying to capture me.
They were trying to slow me down.
I glanced over my shoulder.
The nearest assassin was only a few strides away.
His silver blade flashed beneath the Blood Moon.
“There’s nowhere left to run, Luna.”
I refused to believe him.
Even if I had to crawl, I would protect my child.
The forest suddenly opened into a rocky clearing, and my heart sank.
The river was farther away than I remembered.
I had run the wrong direction.
Slowly, the four assassins spread out, surrounding me once again.
The leader twirled his blade lazily.
“You’ve made this more difficult than necessary.”
I backed away until my heels touched the edge of a steep cliff hidden by the darkness.
One more step…
…and there would be nothing beneath me.
The leader lifted his sword.
“Any last words?”
I raised my chin despite the terror threatening to consume me.
“My child will live.”
He laughed.
“Not tonight.”
He lunged.
At that exact moment—
A deafening wolf’s howl shattered the night.
It wasn’t the howl of an ordinary wolf.
It was deeper.
Older.
Powerful enough to make the ground tremble beneath my feet.
Every assassin froze.
The leader’s confident smile vanished.
“No…”
His voice shook.
“Impossible.”
From somewhere beyond the trees, glowing silver eyes appeared in the darkness.
Then another pair.
And another.
Within seconds, dozens of silver-eyed wolves emerged from the shadows, moving with terrifying precision.
Their leader stepped forward.
Unlike the others, he didn’t shift completely into wolf form.
A tall man with long silver hair and eyes that gleamed like molten moonlight stood before the assassins.
His voice was calm.
Cold.
Deadly.
“You drew your weapons…”
He looked past them and met my frightened gaze.
“…against someone under the protection of the Lycan Crown.”
The assassins’ faces drained of color.
One dropped his sword.
The leader took a slow step backward.
“The… the Royal Guard…”
The silver-haired warrior smiled.
It wasn’t a kind smile.
It was the smile of a man who had already decided no one standing before him would leave this forest alive.
To be continued…
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