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 air reeked of iron and smoke.
The sound of the wind howling through broken windows caused Aria's eyes to fly open. For a moment, she didn’t understand where she was. The room swam in darkness, the silk canopy torn and dripping red. Her hands trembled as she pushed herself upright—then froze.
Her hands were soaked in blood.
She touched her body here and there, this is not her blood.
Her heart raced with fear, her eyes widened in terror.
“Kael?”
She turned to his side of the bed, he was there beside her, his chest was bare and rising—no not rising, still.His skin had turned pale like ash beneath the moonlight.Blood soaked the bed and stained the white fur scarlets.
“No kael!”
She broke down in tears, trying to press her hands against the wound in his chest.But nothing, there was no wound to press against.There was only a huge hole where his gentle heart should have been.
“No…no, no.” Her voice cracked. “This is not real, if this is a nightmare, then someone please wake me up.”
She shook him with tears blurring her sight.
“Wake up Kael.Please—wake up.”
Her Luna mark—a thin crescent that was burned into her wrist—flared with white-hot pain.She screamed.
The mark that joined them in life was unraveling.
The bond between Alpha and Luna… broken.
He was gone.
Footsteps stormed down the corridor.Voices started rising—the guards shouted her name.
“Open the doors now! The Alpha is dead!”
“No—wait!” she gasped while staggering to her feet.
“It wasn’t me.I didn’t do it.”
The doors burst open with a loud crash even before she could move.
The guards poured in with their faces grim and swords drawn.Elder Maeron came from behind them with his long silver cloak sweeping the blood-soaked floor.His eyes turned cold as it flicked from kael’s body to Aria’s bloody hands.
“What have you done?”
Her voice trembled with fear.“I— I don’t know.I wo—woke up and—”
“Don’t you dare lie to me, Luna.”Elder Maeron’s tone cut right through her words like a blade.
“We found traces of moonfire in his wound, an energy that only a Luna could summon.”
“That’s impossible. That’s a lie.”She whispered.“Kael and I— he was fine last night.”
Maeron stepped too close, his jaw tightening.
“The Alpha is dead, his heart carved out of his chest, and his blood on Luna's hands.The moonfire burned your mark.And you expect us to trust that you have nothing to do with this?”
Aria stepped back, shaking all over.
“Please listen to me.Someone came in here.I felt another person’s presence before waking up.There was—”
But the guards seized her hands even before she could finish talking.Her world came crashing down as she was dragged toward the door.
“Throw her into the dungeons,” Maeron ordered.
“The council will decide her fate before day break.”
“Elder Maeron please, I didn’t do it, he was my mate.”
Aria cried.
“Was," he said coldly.“Your bond with him died with his last breath.”
They dragged her through the halls as she resisted and screamed his name until her voice could no longer be heard.
The dungeon stank of wet earth and rot.Her wrist burned with the grip of the chains while the hours passed unnoticed.
Aria sat on the cold floor motionless, eyes swollen and heart empty. She tried to replay the night in her head—but every memory seemed blurred.There had been laughter and merry at the feast, Kael kissing her on the forehead,whispering that there would be peace very soon.
And then…darkness.
She flinched when the door creaked open.
The torches light revealed a familiar face
“Elias?” she whispered softly
Her childhood friend walked into the cell, eyes wide.
“Gods, Aria.I heard the rumor..”
She rose abruptly.“You know I didn’t do it right—you believe me don’t you?”
He lowered his head in hesitation.This act pierced her like an arrow to the heart.
Then he nodded.“Of course I do Aria.I know you would never hurt anyone.”
She sighed in relief.“They are going to execute me at dawn Elias.You have to help me please.”
He looked toward the door.“The council ordered it.Elder Maeron is calling it justice.But it doesn’t feel right.Too fast.Too convenient.”
“Someone framed me.”Her voice broke.“Whoever killed Kael, wants me blamed and punished for it.”
Elias reached through the bars, his hand brushing hers.“There’s something I should tell you, Kael was looking into the prophecy before he died—the one about the abomination child.”
Her heart pounded.“That old legend?”
“It is not just a legend Aria.The council found out it was true.Kael thought someone in the council was trying to summon it.Kael knew that if he died, the packs would turn on each other.”
Her jaw tightened.“And now he is dead.”
Elias sighed.“We can’t stay here anymore.I’ll find a way to get you out.”
“No Elias, please don’t leave me—”
“Trust me.”
And with that, he disappeared into the darkness before the guards could return.
Dawn came sooner than expected.Chains crackled as the guards dragged her from her cell to the courtyard.The council of Elders sat in a semicircle with Maeron at the center.The pyre was prepared with wood stacked high.
Aria’s heart raced in fear.
“This is madness.” Aria cried out loud as they tied her to the post.“You are condemning the innocent!”
Maeron pointed his staff at her.“You bare the stain of blood magic.You are rejected by the moonfire itself.
By order of the council,you are to die at sunrise.”
The crowd of wolves, pack members, soldiers, and strangers alike froze.None moved and none spoke.
They lit the fire and immediately, flames swallowed the wood, cackling,growing and reaching for her feet.
She closed her eyes and cried.She had lost all hope until—she heard it.
A whistle.
She felt the rope on her wrist loosen up suddenly then She finally summoned the courage to open her eyes.
Elias stood at the edge of the crowd with his hood drawn lowans his fingers twitching.The rope slipped off setting Aria free.
“Now,” he shouted.
The flames rose—and she lept.
In a quick flash of light, her wolf burst out tearing through the flames.The crowd screamed as she bolted through them.Arrows came flying in the air.Her feet hurt so bad but that did not stop her.
She ran without looking back until she reached the edge of the cliffs.The wind howled loud below and the forest stretched far beneath like an ocean of darkness.
“Jump Aria!” Elias shouted from behind her.“Jump!”
The 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 ground did not stop shaking. Aria could feel the vibration through her palms even as she knelt over Dax’s still body. Her hands were slick with his blood and dust, her heart hammering so hard it almost hurt. “Dax… please,” she whispered while sobbing. She pressed her forehead to his chest.
Night quickly spread over the valley like a disease.Fires burned low, their light exposing cracked earth and frightened faces. No one could sleep. Even the wolves who managed to lay down kept their ears pricked, bodies tense, as if the ground itself might crack open again. Aria sat wrapped up in
The cave did not feel safe.It felt like a temporary hideout before disaster struck.Aria lay on a bed of cloaks and moss, sweat slick on her skin, breath coming in shallow, shaking gasps. The child still surged violently against her ribs, restless, powerful, held back only by the Abyss King’s temp
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






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