تسجيل الدخولThe dark wasn't peaceful. It wasn't a quiet sleep or a white light. It was a thick, oily blackness that felt like it was trying to swallow me whole.
I was running.
My legs felt heavy, like I was moving through very deep water. I couldn't see my hands in front of my face, but I could hear it. Thump. Thump. Thump. Something was behind me. Something huge. Each of its footsteps shook the ground, vibrating through the soles of my feet.
"Go away!" I screamed. My voice didn't sound like mine. It sounded hollow, echoing off walls I couldn't see.
I tripped over nothing and slid across the cold floor. I scrambled up, my breath coming in slow gasps. The thing was closer now. I could smell it now; it was more frightening than I expected. I swallowed hard, standing my ground.
I couldn't run anymore. My lungs were burning. My heart, the heart that had just stopped beating in that ditch, was racing very fast now.
"Fine!" I yelled, spinning around. I clenched my bleeding fists. "Come on then! Finish it! Kill me again!"
The darkness shifted. Two eyes, massive and glowing like violet flames, opened in the air in front of me. Then came the teeth, rows of white jagged teeth that seemed to catch a light that wasn't there. It wasn't just a massive wolf, something I've never seen before.
"You are a loud one," the voice boomed. It didn't come from a mouth; it echoed inside my skull, making my teeth ache.
"What are you?" I whispered, my knees shaking. "Am I in hell?"
"I am the hunger that the city forgot," the shadow rumbled. It lowered its massive head until those violet eyes were level with mine. "And you? You are a girl who died in the mud while your mate watched."
"Don't talk about him," I snapped, the pain of the rejection flaring up even in death. "Why are you chasing me? Just let me go. I want to be done. I want the hurting to stop."
"The hurting never stops, Aurelia Viremont. It molts…and grows teeth." The creature circled me, its body flowing like ink. "I have been trapped under these mines for a thousand years. I was waiting for a soul that tasted just like yours."
"Like mine? I'm nothing. I'm a low-blood omega. Everyone told me that since the day I was born. I’m a mistake."
"The moon makes mistakes," the wolf hissed, its fur bristling like needles. "But the shadow does not. I chose you because you have been hollowed out. There is nothing left in you but the scream for justice. You aren't a 'low-blood.' You are the vessel I have been waiting for."
"I don't want to be a vessel. I just want to rest."
"Rest? While they laugh?" The wolf leaned in, its hot breath hitting my face. "While that King sleeps in his high tower? While the man who framed you drinks champagne? They are calling you a child-killer, Aurelia. They are cheering for your death."
I closed my eyes, seeing Kaelen’s cold face as he turned his back on me. I felt the slap from the Luna again. I felt the silver chain hitting my chest. The sadness started to drain away, replaced by a heat so intense it felt like my blood was turning into lava.
"They think I'm a monster," I whispered.
"So be the monster they fear," the wolf tempted. “Give me your soul. Let me into the cracks they broke in you. I will give you the strength to tear their world apart. I will give you the power to make them crawl."
I looked into those violet eyes. I thought about the little girl, Maya, who had been murdered. I thought about the people who used me as a tray. I thought about the man who was supposed to love me, who instead watched me get beaten to death.
"Why me, though?" I asked. "There are stronger wolves. Better warriors."
"Because they have something to lose," the shadow replied. "You have nothing. And a woman with nothing is the most dangerous thing in this world."
I reached out my hand. My fingers trembled, but I didn't pull back.
"I don't care about my soul," I said, my voice growing cold and steady. "It’s already broken. If you give me the strength to make them pay... if you help me find the truth and make them bleed for every tear I cried tonight... then take it."
The wolf let out a howl that sounded like a thousand souls screaming at once. It lunged, not at me, but into me immediately. I held my ground.
The feeling of her moving and merging with my soul was painful, but I let the pain sink in. My insides were twisted to accommodate her, I swallowed my screams, looking up.
“Just a little more, Aurelia, and the world will be yours,” I whispered before the world turned black.
Back in the ditch, reality slammed into me.
CRACK.
My ribs snapped back into place. The sound was loud and echoing off the walls of the mine.
THUD.
My heart kicked once. Twice. It felt like it was being jump-started by a bolt of lightning.
I gasped, my mouth filling with mud. I choked, coughing it all up as my lungs expanded with a force that felt like it would burst my chest. My bones were clicking and shifting, lengthening, hardening. The pain was worse than the beating, but I didn't scream. I welcomed it.
I felt the silver in the mud. Usually, it would be killing me. Now, it just felt like a tickle. The shadow inside me was eating the poison, turning it into fuel.
My eyes snapped open.
The world wasn't dark anymore. I could see everything: the individual drops of rain falling from the sky, the tiny scurrying insects in the rocks, the distant glow of the city lights miles away. And my vision wasn't normal. Everything was tinted in a glowing violet.
I reached up and grabbed the edge of the ditch. I pulled myself up, my muscles rippling with a power I had never known. I wasn't the girl who had been tossed down here. I wasn't a "timid omega."
I stood up at the edge of the pit, the rain washing the mud from my skin. My rags clung to me, but I didn't feel the cold anymore. I felt hot like a sun about to explode.
I looked toward the Spire, the tallest building in Nocturna, where Kaelen Thorne lived his perfect, lie-filled life. The violet in my eyes flared bright, reflecting in the puddles at my feet.
"You should have made sure I stayed dead, Kaelen," I whispered. My voice was different now, deeper, with an edge that could cut steel.
I took a step forward, the ground cracking under my bare foot.
"Nocturna will not survive the monster they have created.” I laughed darkly.
The rain in Nocturna never stops. It just changes from a drizzle to a flood.I stood on the balcony of the Spire, looking down at the city. Three years. Three years since I took the crown, and the city felt more like a cage than a kingdom. My chest ached, a hollow, dragging sensation right over my heart. The doctors called it stress. The Council called it the "burden of the throne."I called it a void; it was the only explanation left to understand this feeling. Nothing ever excited me anymore."Sire? The Council is waiting in the war room."I didn't turn around to look at my Beta. "Let them wait, Silas. They’ve been waiting three years for me to pick a Queen. Another ten minutes won't kill them.""They are agitated," Silas pressed, his voice smooth. "The rogue attacks are increasing. The people are scared. They say a King without a mate is a King without a future."I turned then, my eyes flashing gold. Silas flinched, just a fraction. Good. He should be scared. Everyone in this city
The dark wasn't peaceful. It wasn't a quiet sleep or a white light. It was a thick, oily blackness that felt like it was trying to swallow me whole.I was running.My legs felt heavy, like I was moving through very deep water. I couldn't see my hands in front of my face, but I could hear it. Thump. Thump. Thump. Something was behind me. Something huge. Each of its footsteps shook the ground, vibrating through the soles of my feet."Go away!" I screamed. My voice didn't sound like mine. It sounded hollow, echoing off walls I couldn't see.I tripped over nothing and slid across the cold floor. I scrambled up, my breath coming in slow gasps. The thing was closer now. I could smell it now; it was more frightening than I expected. I swallowed hard, standing my ground.I couldn't run anymore. My lungs were burning. My heart, the heart that had just stopped beating in that ditch, was racing very fast now."Fine!" I yelled, spinning around. I clenched my bleeding fists. "Come on then! Finish
The air outside the Spire was freezing. Rain lashed against my face, mixing with the tears and the blood already drying on my skin. The guards didn't carry me; they dragged me. My heels scraped against the wet pavement of the parking lot until my sandals snapped, leaving my bare feet to pick up every rock and shard of glass on the ground."Please," I choked out, my voice sounding like I’d swallowed broken glass. "I didn't do it. Silas is lying. Please, just listen to me."The guard on my left, a massive wolf with a scar across his nose, kicked my ankle to shut me up. "Save it for the pits, little girl. The King wants you to hurt, and I’m happy to help."They tossed me into the back of a black van. My head hit the floor with a sickening thud, everything blurred. It was hard to keep my eyes open. I lay there, gasping.The drive felt like hours. We left the city behind, heading deep into the Sunken Mines. This was where the city’s waste ended up. It was a graveyard for any wolf sent the
I stayed on my knees, my fingers bleeding into the expensive rug. Every eye in the room was on me, but I only saw him. The air around Kaelen Thorne practically hummed with power. It was making it hard to breathe, hard to think.He didn't move for a long time. He just stared at me like I was a bug he’d found in his salad."Get up," he said. His voice wasn't kind. It was a command that pulled at my very soul.I stumbled to my feet, my legs shaking. The spit from the Luna was still wet on my cheek, and my hands were a mess of blood and glass. I didn't care. I took a step toward him, my heart screaming."You..." I whispered, my voice cracking. "It’s you."Kaelen took a step back as if my scent disgusted him. He looked at my cheap, stained dress and then at the Luna, who was still fuming nearby."This?" Kaelen asked, his voice echoing through the silent ballroom. He pointed a finger at me, his lip curling. "This is what the Moon Goddess thinks I deserve?"A few people in the crowd snickere
“Move your useless legs, Aurelia! The Alpha isn’t paying you to stand there and look pathetic!”The shove nearly sent me face-first into the floor. I stumbled, my fingers gripping the edges of the heavy silver tray until my knuckles turned white. My dress was a joke—a thin, cheap long gown that did nothing to stop the cold from the air conditioner. I felt naked, shivering under the judgmental stares of the high-bloods.“I’m moving, Sarah,” I mumbled, keeping my head down.“You’ll address me as ‘Ma’am’ or ‘Alpha’s Assistant,’ you little rat,” she hissed, leaning into my ear; her perfume was uncomfortable. “You should be kissing the floor. Most omegas like you die without ever seeing the inside of the Spire. You’re here to serve Alpha Dante and the Luna. One mistake, one drop of wine on this floor, and I’ll make sure you don’t have a pack to crawl back to. Do you understand?”“Yes. I understand.”“Good. Now get out there. And for God’s sake, try to smile. You look like you’re at a funer







