Lucy.The moment we returned to the palace, the news arrived. A scout, battered and gasping for breath, knelt at the base of the palace steps, pressing a scroll into my hand.“The ruins,” he managed to say. “Ivy’s there at the Moon Temple. They’re anchoring some dark power. It’s the final stronghold.”I didn’t pause for the stars to appear.Within the hour, I was standing at the palace gates, clad in armor etched with lunar runes, glowing silver just like the blade at my side. Ellison was at my left, sword resting casually on his shoulder, and Elizabeth stood to my right, tightening her bracers, ignoring the fresh gash along her arm from our last fight.Behind us, the warriors assembled werewolves, outcast Alphas, every soul scarred by Ivy’s poison. I saw fighters who’d lost their packs to flames, whose mates had been butchered, whose offspring had been twisted by cursed blood magic. Their eyes locked on me, not with hesitation, but burning with fierce determination.They were ready t
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