LOGINLuna Aria had everything she desired—power, respect and the love of her pack.Until the night her mate, Alpha Kael, was found murdered beside her, his heart ripped out of his chest and the mark of the moon’s curse burned into the skin. Framed for his murder, Aria is sentenced to death by the Council. After escaping with the help of her childhood friend—Elias, Aria becomes the most wanted wolf in Valoria. Hunter Dax Riven, the council’s cold and skilled tracker is sent on a mission to hunt her down and bring her back dead or alive.But Dax hides a secret—he is half-shadow wolf, cursed by the same prophecy Aria is accused of fulfilling. Upon finding her, he discovers that she is his fated mate. There, duty and desire clash in a brewing storm of betrayal and forbidden love. They both team up to find the truth about who was behind the murder of Kael and the meaning of this prophecy. But the truth is darker than any of them could have ever imagined. The real killer is somewhere out there and the prophecy’s “abomination” may already be growing inside her…
View MoreThe sky was calm once again.And for the first time in what felt like an eternity, the sky bore no wound. The hungry shadows waiting at the other side were gone. The world was free from the threat of an invasion. There was only silence.Only the battlefield.Only the survivors facing the last two monsters that were left behind.The Tyrant stood motionless with its single humongous eye fixed on Aria.The shaper stood beside it with a look of disdain on its face.The two monsters did not move or speak. They both stared at Aria. They no longer stared at her with uncertainty like before.They now stared with hot fury. They had reached a final conclusion—Aria was a threat to their mission. The shaper spoke first. “Probability Recalculated.”It’s heavy voice sweat across the whole valley.“Source of threat identified.”The Tyrant’s enormous eye was still fixed on Aria. “Eliminate source now!” The Tyrant screamed.Dax quickly jumped infront of Aria. “No,” he said in a defensive tone.
Around them, the world stayed still while the Tyrant and the Shaper critically observed.And high above them, the great tear stretched across the heavens like a permanent scar.It pulsed in a slow but steady and hungry way.Behind the tear, the countless shadows stared. Quietly waiting and searching for a way through.Aria could feel their burning desire to cross over. There were thousands of them. Maybe more.Countless ancient presences standing behind the barrier to a world that was not theirs. Every single hungry pulse from the tear showed their intent.Their curiosity.Their hunger.And now, it was all clear to Aria.The Tyrant and the Shaper had never been the true invasion. They had simply been the door-openers.The ones sent first to turn the world into a place where these ancient creatures could be comfortable in. They were literally builders.Dax followed Aria’s gaze up into the sky and saw it too. His expression quickly darkened.“They’re still there,” he said. “Yes,” Ari
Everyone stayed still. No one was able to move. Not Aria.Not Dax.Not even the strange beings that had started to reshape the world.It seemed the entire battlefield was held upon some fragile balance. On the surface everything seemed still. But Aria knew better.She was on her knees with both her hands wrapped protectively around her stomach. Although her breathing remained unstable, this time it was steadier than before. She could still feel the presence of the child inside her. It had not faded.This time, it had completely settled. It was quietly watching.Aware of everything going on around it.Protective of not just its mother, but its father and the entire world.Dax stood a few steps in front of her, his muscles tense, every fiber of his being seeming ready to react. But deep down, even he could feel it—the sudden shift on the battlefield.“This changes everything,” he said quietly.Aria swallowed. “Yes. It does.”Slowly, she lifted her eyes in the direction of both beings—
The shaper made another cage instantly.The new cage tightened around Aria with a quiet, but inevitable precision.Each line of the Shaper’s construct slid into place around Aria, locking her movement, her breath, her power into something measurable… controllable.Her anchor flickered as it strained under the control of the Shaper.It slowed and suddenly straightened.Straightened.“No…” she whispered, panic rising. “It’s… fixing it…”The Shaper stepped closer with a calm and focused gaze.“Instability will be corrected.”Out of desperation, Dax slammed into the barrier again.Nothing happened. He struck harder with all his might.Still, the barrier did not break.“Get away from her!” he roared.The ground surged upward once more, holding not just his legs, but his torso as well. This time, the structure didn’t just lock him in place—it adapted to his strength, squeezing him with every movement he made.He couldn’t break Not like this.Aria gasped as her anchor bent further to the
The crimson did not flicker like it did initially. It held still. Or stretched across the horizon like a scare that refused to disappear.And right behind it, movements could be seen. These movements were not that of shadows or distortions. They looked like silhouettes. Ones that were vast enough
The geometry gave off sparks.Not like thunder.Not like magic.It flared with the strength of something beyond old—something calculated, intentional, and fully above mortal design.Stripes of white fire crawled its way across the skies above the broken valley. They met at impossible angles, for
The land began to scream the very moment the Abyss King set foot on it.Trees started bowing as if crushed by some by invisible hands. Rivers reversed their flow. The sky darkened into a bruised violet, lightning cracking across clouds that were not in existence seconds before.Every single wolf i
Initially, the reports came in ones and twos.A child in the western valley who calmed a raging river with a single cry.A girl born beneath a half moon night sky whose shadow flickered with silver light.A boy who stopped a border ward from falling simply by touching the stone.No storms followed.






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