THE LUNA HE NEVER TRULY KNEW
The Covenant had existed for centuries, operating in the shadows, manipulating events from behind the scenes, waiting for the moment when the world would be ready to accept its vision of a new order.
And somewhere in the shadows... someone... had just awakened it.
Elena turned away from the window, her reflection ghostly in the ancient glass. She walked to her desk and picked up the photograph once more, studying the face of the man who had defined her darkest years. Kaelen had not sent this himself. He was too careful, too controlled, to risk exposing his hand so directly. This was a message from someone else, someone who wanted her to know that the game was beginning again, that the pieces