تسجيل الدخولDAMIEN My father stays silent. He always does. He is still the same hard, bitter man he has always been, and I have learned not to expect warmth from him. I am lost in that thought when a soft knock lands on my door and pulls me out of it.Sky is standing on the other side.The tightness in my chest eases the moment I see her.She looks past me and into the room. “Why are there so many books in here? You know I’m allergic to those things.” She flicks my nose, playful and quick, and I sneeze before I can stop myself. “You can study for a while, Damien. I have an assignment to finish. That means you’re studying too.”“See? I’m already sneezing. That’s the book curse,” I say. I lean in and kiss her, light and slow, because I want her close and I don’t want her walking away yet.Her fingers slide into my hair without effort, like they belong there. I close my eyes and lean back into her touch, letting myself rest in it.“Come on,” she says quietly. “One hour. After that, you can take me
DAMIEN Watching Rylan limp away, beaten and angry, is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to see. My own brother wants me pushed aside. That cuts deep. I used to look up to him. I don’t anymore. When I hold Sky, our bodies press together and it feels like our hearts are beating at the same time. We stand still while the fog rolls around us and the ground shows the damage left behind. Side by side, we could face anything. It still stings that our own packs are too blind to see what we are.Her hand fits into mine. Something about her is changing right in front of me. The dark weight she carried because of Lamen is gone. It’s like it’s been peeled away. Light is coming through her now, clear and steady. Moonlight hits her face, and the truth settles in without fear or doubt. I’m in love with a Silver Moon hunter. Bruises mark her skin, dark and painful, but I know they won’t last. Her power won’t allow it.“Damien, you’re bleeding badly. Look at your leg,” she says, panic rising in her
SKY Lamen does not know about how strong my healing has become. He does not know how far it reaches now. Maybe the pendant helps. Maybe my Fae side is waking up. Maybe it is both. I do not care. What matters is this...I want to beat him as a wolf. No tricks. No shortcuts. I can use my gifts, but only in the way that feels honest to me. He believes I am not worthy of the Moon Hunter bloodline. I need to prove him wrong in the only way he understands.Lamen sees his chance and takes it. His jaws clamp down on my hind leg. The pain is instant and blinding. I howl and yelp, twisting hard to pull free. Every movement makes it worse. His grip tightens, teeth grinding into muscle and tendon like iron hooks.A sharp flash of light bursts over my head. My aunts rush in. The light makes Lamen flinch. His hold loosens just enough. I tear myself free and stumble away. Blood pours from two deep holes in my leg. I limp back into the clearing, forcing myself to keep moving. I need time. Just a l
SKY He’s made his choice, and it’s me. Sky Silver. The Silver Moon Pack’s outcast, and the strongest one among them, if I’m being honest. It feels strange being trapped inside this glowing orb, watching the Silver Moon wolves slam into it again and again, unable to break through. Aunt Selene is talking somewhere behind me, but my focus is drawn to the other woman standing outside the barrier. She’s made of light and magic, calm and steady, and I know without being told that she’s family too.“Hello, Sky. It’s unfortunate we meet like this,” she says. “My name is Lyra. I’m here to help you. I’m also your aunt, though it may be easier to think of me as more of a sister.”Her voice is soft but sure. She holds a sword I’ve never seen before, slim and glowing with quiet power.A short laugh escapes me, sharp with nerves. “This is unreal. Both of you are terrifying in the best way. I can’t hold this barrier forever, and Damien is already coming. Will you let him inside the bubble with me
DAMIEN My own blood is chasing power that was never theirs. Greed drives them. It always has.The Silver Moon Pack wants Sky’s bloodline too. They crave what she was born with, even though it doesn’t belong to them. None of it does.Fang speaks, but there is no answer to give. Nothing is clear yet.The Jeep door opens. The shift happens without thought. Fur, bone, instinct. The Shadow Fang Pack shifts with me. All around us, wolves snarl and snap. Teeth clash. Growls cut the air. The noise keeps attention on us and away from Sky. It’s not much, but it buys time.The air smells wrong.A thin mist hangs low, cold and wet. Droplets land on my snout. I shake them off. That small moment is enough. Movement spreads through my pack.A howl breaks from my chest. The pack answers.We run the edge of the Silver Moon Pack, circling wide, pulling them inward. Drawing them into the clearing. Away from her.Light flashes from the trees to the left.Small orbs drift out of the forest. Green. Purple
DAMIEN I march toward my bike, anger rolling through me with every step. The fuel warning light flashes. Of course it does. I don’t slow down.“Everyone head north,” I say sharply. “When we hit Woodbridge, I need gas. We don’t linger. We leave fast. Stay close. Stay in sync. If the cops show, don’t let them stop you.”Helmets come down one by one. Engines rumble. I flip my visor open and breathe out hard.Kellan pulls up beside me. “Rylan won’t back down. You know that. How far are you ready to take this?”“As far as it has to go,” I answer. “This can spiral fast. He’s unstable. You know it. I know it. And our father doesn’t want either of us on the throne, so the fight itself means nothing. There’s no prize. We wait. He burns out. He dies. That’s the only end.”Nova tilts her head, calm as ever. “I’m in. I like Sky. She’s steady. She’s not the problem.”I nod once and twist the throttle, the engine growling back at me.“Last chance,” I say. “Speak now if you’re unsure. I won’t drag







