The Crescent Heir
Inside: blood from the four founding families mixed with shadow water—a binding ritual.
He drank. It tasted like rust , earth and ancient power.
"I, Selene Vance!,"
the High Priestess proclaimed, her voice thundering, "High Priestess of the Crescent, hereby ascend you, Deimon Ashworth the Fifth. Rise, glorious Alpha!"
The words unlocked something primal.