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THE MATE BANQUET The Ballroom exuded an aura of royal luxury. Decorated with Gold Velvet drapes and black silk ribbons, which were the symbolic colors of the Noctbourne bloodline. The air itself was a rich mix of floral and mouth watering aromas, Tall windows let in the magical red glow of the blood moon which served as a soul amplifier and fancy lightning.Musicians played a somber tune, slower than usual, matching the strange heaviness in the room.It was tradition. The Blood Moon only appeared once every Millennium, a night said to reveal hidden bonds and enhance the strength of its chosen.And tonight, every noble, alpha, and emissary in the realm had gathered for it.Soon enough, the Queen Dowager Lenore was announced as she entered the hall, wearing a midnight-blue velvet dress, with silver embroidery tracing the hem like frost, and a black fur train that followed behind her. A single black brooch fastened her high collar. Her gray streaked, black hair was styled in an intrica

CLAIMED BY THE BLOOD MOON Vivienne’s POVThe Wendigo Demon pushed through the trees with the soundless authority of something that had always belonged here. The forest didn't resist it. It parted. Bent. Yielded.Its hollow eyes locked onto me like it had already decided how I would taste.I writhed against the chains. My wrists bled. My breath hitched. The iron bit deeper with every jerk, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.The more I struggled with the chains, the louder the tree cried.it kept letting out long, trembling wails that shook its roots beneath me. Almost like a child throwing a tantrum. Its bark rippled, turning coarse and jagged. It scraped my back raw. I cried out, gasping—but I kept pulling.Big mistake.Because now, the bark bit into me. Not just scraping, but tearing. Like it now wanted to keep me there, and feed me to the monster that was coming.Still, I struggled, and I fought.The Wendigo moved with unnatural grace, drifting closer, and closer still. Half-hopping, h

THE RETURN Cassius’s POVWe found our way out of the forest just as the sun graced the horizon.Up above, the sky was painted in hues of amber and gold, but inside the forest, the light didn’t touch us. The trees formed a ceiling of tangled limbs, so thick it was like a dome of darkness had sealed the woods from the world. Even with the sun rising, the forest remained cold, dim, and unbreathing—as if light had no dominion here.But something had changed.The whispers had stopped. The oppressive weight in the air began to loosen, and for the first time in hours, we could breathe without effort. The paths, once shifting and confusing, now led forward without resistance.We didn’t speak. Just kept walking—past gnarled roots and crooked branches, over patches of damp earth that no longer pulled at our boots.And then we stepped out.Just like that, we crossed the edge.The light hit our faces.Real light. Warm, golden, and blinding after long hours in the dark. I stopped and squinted, li

FATE IN BLOOM Vivienne’s POVThe healing wing was still, but neither of us could sleep.Celene sat by the window in silence, her knees drawn to her chest, with her arms wrapped tightly around them. Her eyes stared at nothing, unfocused, distant. I knew that look—I’d seen it in the reflection of every mirror I’d looked into since Silver Crown fell.“I still hear it,” she said quietly.I looked up from the cot, my own thoughts tangled and heavy. “Hear what?”Her golden eyes found mine, soft and warm like pure honey. “The screams. The sound of the other she-wolves crying, and begging for mercy. Balthazar’s voice…I hear it when I close my eyes.”“That thing…” She continued her eyes glazed, staring but unfocused. “Balthazar let it feed near me sometimes. Just to see how long it would take me to scream and beg.”A chill went down my spine.“I didn’t scream,” she added, almost like a confession. “I bit down so hard I chipped one of my own teeth.”I blinked. “Celene…”“I think I was afraid

A SURPRISING ENCOUNTER Cassius’s POV“You’re not going to like what I’m about to tell you,” Magnus said, stepping in with his arm bound tight beneath blood-specked linen.I sat on the edge of the bed, the weight of too many sleepless nights settled in my bones. “I haven’t liked anything in weeks. So, go on.” I muttered, pulling a shirt down over my aching ribs. The fabric scraped against half-healed skin. I welcomed the sting. Pain was real. Simple.Unlike everything else.Magnus didn't sit. He stayed by the door, leaning his weight against the stone pillar beside my chamber window and looked out toward the courtyard, before turning to me with that soldier-straight posture of his and said, “There was a council meeting while we were gone.”My fingers froze on the buttons. I rose slowly, the shirt I had barely buttoned slipping off my shoulder. “They voted without me?”“Yes” he replied matter of factly “Unanimously.”“On what?”“Your removal.”Silence“They claimed it was for the good