The Gifted Luna
It was dnstinct, connection, destiny.
Tiara was not passive.
Power radiated from her palms, silver beams slicing through the air, disarming attackers without killing them.
When Garron lunged for her with a hidden dagger, Aldric’s shadow struck first, wrapping around the elder’s throat and slamming him to the ground.
Garron choked, staring up at him with raw terror.
“You… you are not a wolf…”
Aldric’s eyes glowed brighter.
“No,” he said quietly.
“I am something new.”