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But understanding didn't dull the sting of disappointment. That Christmas, I’d spent an entire month weaving Logan a traditional pack talisman by hand. It's a sacred gift from a she-wolf to her chosen Alpha, and I’d poured my love and blessings into every thread. Logan was thrilled when he received it. He swore it was the most precious gift he’d ever been given. A week later, I saw Lila wearing it at a coffee shop. “Logan gave you that?” I forced my voice to remain steady. Lila smiled sweetly. “He did. He said it would protect me. You don’t mind, do you, Aria? I mean, a human like me really needs protection in a city swarming with shifters.”

“I knew what Starend would take from you.” “You gave me a choice,” Liora whispered. “That’s all I ever wanted.” They sat in silence. Until Altheya broke it. “There’s one last thing you haven’t seen. One last gift from Aria. Hidden inside me.” Liora turned. “What gift?” Altheya reached into her robes and drew a small crystal vial, sealed with three runes and glowing gold-blue. “She poured her final song into this,” Altheya said. “Not a weapon. Not a memory.”

Alaron blew out his cheeks but waited patiently as he continued to eat the food he was provided. Suddenly a small creature appeared in the room. He was not to Alaron's waist and wore various shades of green. He had a fiery red beard and only slightly lighter skin. The sight sent a shiver of fear down Alaron's spine. The creature handed a letter to Cafer, who in turn placed a golden coin in the little man's hand. The creature kept his hand outstretched and the gnome produced a second coin. "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" he mumbled in the ancient tongue. Receiving the second coin, the creature was gone as mysteriously as it came.

Lex smirked, subtly alluding to Arlo's method of driving the message home with some of the pack members. "Fine," Arlo said, his tone a mix of frustration and resignation. "So, all this time, you've been looking for him?" "Yes. But it was like he never existed—his poor daddy was indeed powerful," Lex said with a mocking tone. "That useless black witch finally had a breakthrough. Located the magic to a human town. We don’t know yet what triggered it to just appear, but we had a breakthrough. Did you think I sent you on a wild goose chase?" Lex raised an eyebrow at his beta.

When the hands chased them, this book had slid from the high shelf and fallen right in front of Siron's feet, as if pointing to itself. They opened it on the carpet. The pages were brittle, smelling musty. Most of it was in Old German, but there were illustrations, ink sketches depicting battles, rituals, and... a man with glowing eyes, surrounded by shadows. "Here he is," Siron whispered, pointing to one illustration. The man was handsome, standing on a pile of corpses, with a crown on his head. "Alaric."

Logan looked like a kid in a candy store. I wished I could hear what Kane’s answers would be as I had the same questions in mind. Logan’s smile got wider as he listened to his alpha talking through the mind link. “Luna, his name is Alaric, doesn’t he look magnificent?” he was right Alaric was majestic, he looked like a royal wolf with his shiny black coat. “He looks like a king.”

He proclaims. Tears fall from her eyes and she slowly dies. “That's where you're wrong.” Athena says and her eyes glow an icy blue shade, taking him by surprise “I, Luna Athena, Luna Queen of Crescent moon, make this prophecy. The Crescent moon will be ruled again by the bond of a human and a wolf. And humans and wolves will live in harmony side by side….” She stares directly into the eyes of her abductor “....and you will die by the hand of those you call weak and pathetic. You will die by the hands of a human.” And she gives up the ghost.

Levi’s hand moved to my shoulder, his thumb tracing the fabric over the scar. "The venom of a werewolf is fatal to humans," he explained, his voice gentle. "It burns through the system, destroys the organs. You should have died in that alley, Maya. Or, in very rare cases, you should have turned." "I didn't turn," I whispered. "I'm human." "I know," Levi said, looking puzzled. "You didn't die. And you didn't turn. You... survived. You absorbed the venom and stayed human." "So?" "So," Levi leaned his forehead against mine. "That shouldn't be possible. Unless..."

He was trying to read the ancient Runes, his small brow furrowed in frustration. "Those are difficult even for the High Priests, Arlo," I said softly, leaning against the doorframe. "I have a book in my office, a human translation of the lunar cycles. It makes the math much easier." Arlo didn't look up. He traced a claw, sharp and new, over the parchment. "Ivy says human books are full of lies. She says humans use math because they don't have instinct. She says you're trying to make me 'slow' like you."

“You dare chain the High Lady? The sister of the Alpha of the White Moon Pack? I order you to release me this second!” Instead of flinching, Alaric slowly crouched low, bringing himself down to my level. I swallowed hard, pressing my back as far against the wall as I could go, but he was already right there, our faces only inches apart. His hand shot out, his fingers locking firmly around my chin. A dark smirk tugged at his lips. “And do you know who I am, Liora?” I could only swallow, my chest heaving as pure terror seized my throat. I simply nodded.