Queen Luna: Once Rejected, Now Ruthless
“The rogue packs. The half-blood beasts. The forgotten gods in the under-snow. Bring me every cursed tongue that can speak my name.”
The first beast stepped forward—a werewolf rogue, barely clothed, bones poking from skin, silver chains around its wrists etched in forbidden glyphs.
“Florence,” it growled, bowing. “They buried us. But we clawed free.”
I smiled.
“Oh, darling. I’m going to unbury the world.”
I placed my palm on its chest and whispered an incantation. Its bones cracked. Its body warped. The wolf howled as my magic twisted through its veins, binding it to the next curse—a chimera soul, fused with earth magic and blood lust.
Sikat na Kabanata