Reya's POV.
Chloe exited the slick black car, its stilettos gripping gravel, with the moon low and blood-red in the sky. The moment came. The estate in front of her loomed over like a beast, full of black powder and cold might. The reason she pulled her coat closer was not the cold, but the weight of the secret that had consumed her.
Her name was not mentioned by the gate guard at all. The. She was known to them from the start. She'd made sure of it.
The air inside was filled with a smoke-like image of might and peril. Standing tall and in a black suit, Alpha Wyvern stood by the fire, holding sipped whiskey.' She was immediately drawn to his piercing eyes as they entered her.
He spoke in a velvet-like voice, "Chloe," and said: "What brought you to my doorstep." Then he continued.
I like storms. Surprises are not something I enjoy.
"You will love this one." She didn't utter a word. No response.
With heels piercing the stone chamber, she approached him. "I came with an offer.". The person who will provide you with the most is Reya.
Wyvern's jaw tensed. The wolf flickered, flashing in front of his eyes. "Shut up."
"At least I have a proposition for you, " I said, his gaze flickered with affection. "
"He swung his arms. I am keeping my distance."
I said, "I want Tristan to come back," and you also have a desire for Reya and her children.
"Give me time."
She's been a big problem for me,' I said.
Our efforts can be counted towards transforming that.
He lowered his eyebrow. "What are you suggesting?"
I said, "I will give you Reya and her children.... You help me get Tristan back."
Wyvern chuckled. "Do you think Tristan will run back to me if Reya is not around anymore?" asked.
I declared, "He will." But he still loves me.
Reya is nothing more than a distraction.
For an instant he thought, “wait, what do you reckon that I will capture Reya and her children?”.
It's a breeze, I said. "They have settled into Riverdale in Tristan' house."
I have the ability to guide you to them.
"Herself.
Her children's identities. Everything necessary to reclaim what she took from you. If you grant me my wishes, I'll get all of it.
His gaze widened. "What's your goal, dear?" He asked.
Tristan, as I mentioned earlier.
It was that name that loomed over the room like a shield.
The lips of Wyvern pressed tightly. "Do you want to be my enforcer?".
She made a bold statement, saying "I desire him to love me. You have the power to achieve that goal.".
Wyvern laughed. “Love? Can I be a traffic jam in fairy tales?
"I believe you used leverage," Chloe retorted. "And there's definitely a lot on your plate."
He would go to great lengths for his precious memory. For loyalty. You must convince him to pick me. Mate me.”.
Wyvern scrutinized her, whizzing around. "What can you tell me about?
With a deep breath, Chloe said, "I hate Reya more than you do."
He stopped; interest piqued. "Come on." in response.
“She humiliated me.
Took everything. My partner, job title, her sway. Although she's been hiding, she maintains her innocence. She has twins—Tristan's bastards. She has plans to come back. She's building alliances. Quietly. But not quite enough.”
The wolf belonging to Wyvern was visibly flaunted by gold eyes and peeped out.
“One boy, one girl.
About four years now.
You're asking me to chain a man who doesn't want to be with you. What is your question?
Her smile was venomous. "He had a longing for her." He can want me next. People can be… redirected. When the leash is in close proximity, especially.'
With a single swallow, Wyvern consumed his beverage. "You're colder than I anticipated."
"I gained knowledge from my teacher, who taught me about the consequences of being a silent waiter," she said.
I won't wait anymore.”
Walking towards the fire, he observed it with an open mind, as if looking into a battlefield. "It's something I accept.". Let's say you took Reya and her pups. Make her crawl. In exchange for my help, I offer Tristan.... How can you justify him not wanting to kill me for this?
She shrugged. “He won't. Is it accurate to say so or not? Tell him Reya betrayed him. Lied. The succession of wild blood could pose a threat to Xander's reign. He'll see it as justice.”
Then Wyvern chuckled in earnest. "You really are a viper."
Chloe muttered, "I'm tired of being lost," while adding, “You want to place Reya's head on a platter.
I'm handing it to you. But I also desire love as a reward. ". My goal is to achieve victory once and for all.
In the distance, I saw a shadowy scene.'
The cries of the twins kept me awake.
"My heart raced, and I couldn't control my sudden movement."
"Jessi cried out loud! "They are gone. "The man with silver eyes took them away!"
I embraced her, comforting her. "It was like a dream."
But my instincts screamed otherwise.
I came across Xander in the training yard, sparring with a soldier.
I exclaimed "Xander!"
He turned, his fear inflicted upon him.
"Reya?
"We need to talk.
Now.
Our destination was a remote corner.
Xander's eyes were reduced to tears. "That'd be quite unsettling.".
Do you have any acquaintances like that?
But he hesitated: ‘There is an Alpha believed to be of silver eye. Alpha Wyvern. "
I felt a chill in my heart. "Do you believe he is after us?"
Xander stated, "It's possible, especially if someone didn't tell me."
"Like who?
His gaze disappeared into the distance. "I'm unsure."
I gripped his arm. "Xander, do you have any knowledge?
He held his breath and exclaimed, "There have been whispers.". Someone in the court could be a mole.
Can someone confirm if the person is Chloe?
He did not answer.
But I turned around."
"We will enhance our security," Xander declared.
But I was not convinced.
Later, as I walked through the corridors, I heard two warriors talking.
"Did you hear?
A secret meeting has occurred with Chloe. "
My heart sank.
The shadows were closing in.
Silence.
Afterward, he slowly extended his hand.
They shook.
With a final voice, Wyvern spoke "Deal" as if on the back of his coffin.
“On a single condition,’ you will complete the job, but if Tristan refuses you and instead chooses to die.
She maintained her smile. "I'll do what needs to be done.".
The task was accomplished by Chloe.
Wyvern's eyes gleamed. "Very well. Unless you betray me...
I firmly denied, "No way. We've made a deal.".
"Deal," he said with an open hand.
And I hit it, sealed our deal."
I couldn't help but smile as we departed. It was likely that I would return to Tristan soon.
Reya’s POV"Do it."My voice didn’t tremble. My hands didn’t shake. But deep inside, something primal writhed.The circle was drawn in my own blood—ancient symbols carved with a silver dagger on the forest floor. The trees held their breath. The wind refused to move. Even the moon watched in silence.Lydia stepped back, her hands soaked in runes and ash. "You understand what this means. Once done, there is no going back.""That’s the point."My heartbeat thundered. Not from fear, but anticipation. Freedom dangled on the edge of a blade."Begin," I said.Lydia's voice turned guttural, possessed. "By oath unbound, by bond undone, by moon forsaken and blood outrun—I summon the severance."I dropped to my knees inside the circle.Pain.Not physical, not yet. But my wolf howled the moment the spell brushed our shared soul."Reya, something's wrong," she whimpered. "He’s still inside us…his scent, his touch. We’re still bound!""Not for long."I reached into the satchel beside me and pulled
Tristan's POV"Rewind it again. Slower this time."The security room was ice-cold, but sweat clung to my skin. My jaw locked; fists clenched at my sides as I stared at the screen replaying the same ten seconds. Again. And again.Reya.The footage had been recovered from a rogue outpost—now a graveyard. Cameras cracked and bloodstained, but still functional enough to capture what I should never have seen.Her.A crimson blur ripped through the screen like divine fury. Eyes glowing molten gold. Her wolf form—towering, silver, and untethered—tore through men like paper. Her scream shattered the surveillance audio, but it wasn’t just rage.It was grief.She was there for a child. Our child."Sir," Beta Isaac said quietly. "That was a one-woman raid. No backup. She stormed a fortified rogue den alone."I turned slowly to him. My voice rasped. "She got Luis back?"Isaac nodded. "Every rogue inside was slaughtered. No survivors. They're calling her 'Blood Moon' now. Even the Lycan High Guard
Reya’s POV"I didn’t choose this war," I whispered as the weight of two kingdoms threatened to collapse on my shoulders, "but I’ll end it on my terms."The court was packed.Cameras hovered like vultures. Fae advisors stood stoic, Lycan generals loomed silent, and the crowd of both Mooncrest and Riverdale wolves—separated by invisible lines of hatred—buzzed with tension.And there they were.Lycan Xander of Mooncrest, my protector, my declared king, standing in full ceremonial armor, a golden crown woven with runes that pulsed with ancient power. Beside him, Alpha Tristan Price—my former mate, my past, my pain—radiating raw dominance, every inch of him carved in regret and unspoken fire.My twins, Pearl and Luis, sat behind me. Pearl's golden eyes glowed like Tristan’s. Luis tapped his claws nervously—claws that were far too advanced for his age.The court knew.They all knew.And so did the magic. It thrummed through the air, ready to snap. This wasn’t just a battle for territory. It
Reya’s POV "There is no quiet tonight." My voice was ice. I stepped forward alone."Reya!""If they ever take my child again," I said. "There will be no mercy."Before he could argue, I shifted. My bones cracked and reshaped, faster than a blink. Midnight fur, pulsing crimson streaks down my spine. My eyes flared white.The Blood Moon rose with me.The guards didn’t see me coming.I tore through the front gate like parchment. My claws sliced through armor, muscle, and bone. Screams echoed into the night. The rogues scattered like rats."IT'S HER! THE LUNA! THE BLOOD MOON!""SHOOT HER!"Arrows? Pitiful.They bounced off my hide like twigs. I leapt to the second level, grabbed a rogue by the throat, and slammed him into the wall hard enough to splinter itI let my claws do the talking.I exploded through the stone wall. Magic flared up around me, but I let it burn. My rage was hotter.Six guards. All armed."FIRE!"Silver rounds. They stung. I snarled, felt the poison coil in my veins—
Reya’s POV The scream ripped through the command tent before I even registered the smell of blood."Luis!" I bolted out the flap, heart slamming, instincts clawing to the surface.Chaos. Warriors shouting. A Lycan guard slumped against the wall, throat slit. Blood soaking the ground. My daughter's cries pierced the air from the safehouse nearby.But Luis was gone."What the hell happened?!" I roared.Xander appeared at my side, eyes wild. "Reya... it's Chloe. She took him. Disguised herself as a medic. Slipped right past our guards.""No. No, no, NO!"The world tilted. My knees nearly buckled.I felt it. The bond. My connection to my son. Distant. Flickering."Track her," I snapped. "Now."A scout stumbled forward, holding a bloodied cloth. Luis's blanket. My wolf thrashed inside me, howling for blood. For vengeance. For my child.Lycan Xander’s voice was tight. "We picked up her trail heading east. Toward the Alpha Wyvern borderlands."Of course. Chloe wouldn’t take him to Tristan.
Reya’s POV"It’s spreading like wildfire," Lydia muttered, her fingers twitching at the hilt of her dagger. "Three packs have already sent envoys to confirm the rumors."Rumors. Lies wrapped in truth, bleeding into every crevice of our world. The Luna who lived. The traitor. The ghost. Me.I stood at the center of the Lycan guard’s courtyard, my chest heaving with rage and confusion as warriors dropped to their knees before me. Recognition burned in their eyes—some in awe, others in fear.Xander’s voice cut through the air like a whip. "Get them up. We bow to no myths. We fight beside legends."But even his commanding tone couldn’t stamp out what had already taken root.My name.My title.My return."They know," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. "He knows."Xander gave me a grim look. "Tristan won’t let this stand."RIVERDALE PACK – TRISTAN"It’s a damn lie!" Tristan’s voice thundered through the council chamber, making the glass chandeliers tremble. "She’s dead. I buried