LOGINAnastasia's POVThe Moon Goddess thrummed inside of me angry and protective, but I had poured too much magic into sealing the sanctuary. I couldn’t pull enough power fast enough.The creature lunged again. I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting impact but it didn’t come, instead, a roar shattered the air.I barely lifted my head in time to see a blur of dark fur slam into the twisted wolf that stood over me. It was ripped off me with brutal, effortless force.Amos. No, it was both of them. How?They tore the rogue apart, shredding it until nothing remained but scraps on the forest floor.I forced my blurred eyes open and struggled to pull in air. Our bond pulled their attention to me immediately. They quickly came to me, chest heaving, and their glowing orange eyes were scanning me.His entire body jerked and in the next breath, he shifted back. Fur collapsing into skin, and claws curling into fingers that trembled as he dropped to his knees in front of me.“Ana.” His voice cracked, shatt
Anastasia's POV The moment Elara screamed “ROGUES!” the entire circle shattered. The warm hum of the Goddess inside me snapped into awareness and every instinct I had, mine and Hers, surged in the same direction. 'Protect them. Protect them all.' the most angelic voice filled not only my mind but my soul. I didn’t think or even breathe. Before I knew it, my palm hit the ground and power erupted out of me in pulse of white and gold light. A barrier shot outward, curving over the clearing like a shimmering dome just as the first rogue burst through the treeline. The impact rattled the shield, sending ripples across the surface. “High Priestess!” Rowan’s voice rang out somewhere behind me, but I was already stepping forward, holding the barrier steady with one hand. More shapes moved between the trees. It was too many and they were too fast. Some were Lycans, but others… I froze. Wolves. They looked just like the ones who attacked our coven before. Huge and twisted. Thei
Anastasia's POVMy legs trembled as tears spilled down my cheeks. The weight of Her recognition, of Her acceptance, it was overwhelming.A soft sob came from somewhere in the circle, and then another. They felt it too.Their magic pulsed in the air, trembling with awe and emotion. Some of them fell to their knees while others leaned on each other but they never broke the circle.For the first time in my life, I had no doubt of who I was or what I was meant to do. The Moon Goddess herself was validating that for me. I truly am a natural born High Priestess.The thought alone nearly broke me again. She didn’t hate me, she didn’t disown me. She had chosen me.Ester’s voice cracked as she finished the final blessing. “By blessings of the Moon Goddess, the guidance of our ancestors, and witnesses of this sacred circle, we recognize you, Anastasia, as our High Priestess. May your path be steady, your spirit strong, and your intuition ever clear.”The coven chanted in ancient, repeating the
Dom's POVThere was pain now. Her pain, rushing through our bond like a flood.‘Luna is in trouble!’ Cyrus’ voice rang through the mind link I wasn’t aware I opened.I could hear the others panic but it was muffled compared to her.All I heard was her. Her fear. Her panic. Her agony.Amos continued to run.‘We will make it!’ He reassured, his desperation played thick in his words.Amos howled so loudly the trees trembled. Everything else disappeared. Her pain intensified the closer we got, each wave cutting deeper, ripping away my sanity.Please don’t let me be too late. Please don’t let anything happen to her. Please, goddess, please.When we reached the sanctuary, the scene was horrific and the stench of blood filled the air. “Ana!” Amos and I roared togetherIt was the first time we had ever spoken in our Lycan form, bringing everyone in earshot to stare in our direction. But I didn’t care about that right now. All I cared about was Ana, and our pup she was carrying.Fear twisted
Dom's POA soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she snuggled closer. I did want to stay. Hell, I wanted to barricade the door and forbid anyone from coming near us for the rest of our lives. But today was the full blood moon. It mattered to both of our people, and for completely different reasons.The witches were having their ceremony at the sanctuary and some kind of ritual later. Not really clear on what one exactly. As for the Lycans, we would hunt. But before then, the kingdom would be alive, and vibrant. The streets would be filled with activities and music.In the past, I would look forward to the blood moon, but now it was different. All I wanted was to keep her in this bed.She shifted slightly, a soft sound escaping her lips. Instinctively, I tightened my arm around her.‘We should keep her close today,’ Amos urged. ‘She carries our heir. It’s our job to protect her. Especially now that she’s pregnant.’‘She won’t stay,’ I murmured back. ‘Today is important to
Salffera's POV“And for the first time in years, I have something worth fighting for.” His words were a remedy in itself.I kept quiet, embracing his feelings and the bond that the moon goddess had chosen for me. After a few more minutes, he slowly released me and looked down at me.My hand lifted towards his face. He held his breath as my fingers hovered just inches from his skin. This man was becoming someone I wouldn’t be able to live without.But the memories hit me before my hand could reach him. Their weight, their claws, the terror, and the pain. I quickly yanked my hand back with a sharp and broken inhale.“I can’t,” I choke out.Ashamed, I dropped my head. Who was I kidding? How could I accept him as my mate? He was a lycan. He would look just like them. He was capable of all the things they had done. I closed my eyes tightly and the second he opened his mouth, they were open again. Desperate to find his face again.His voice was gentle.“It’s alright.” His hand soothingly st







