THE ALPHA FIERCE LUNA
“Mercy does not mean weakness. If you choose loyalty, you will prove it in blood and bond.”
At my signal, a warrior brought forth a ceremonial blade, its edge gleaming under the torches. The ritual was ancient, older than either pack, the Joining of Blood.
One by one, those willing stepped forward. I cut their palms lightly, joining their blood with mine upon the stone altar. The magic of the pact rippled in the air binding, heavy, unbreakable. As each oath was spoken, I felt the threads of power tighten, weaving them into Black Ash.
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