Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha
Kael threw his massive gray shoulder against the reinforced wood, and the door splintered from the iron hinges with a loud crash.
Inside, in front of the small wooden bed, raising the ritual dagger above her head, stood the gaunt witch with milky-white eyes. Behind her, wearing an ornate black cloak bearing the crest of the divided circle, stood a tall, scarred man who was in charge of the garrison.
In front of the bed, crying in pure terror, was my baby.
"Leo!" The scream ripped out of my mouth.
The witch turned her blind eyes to me, sneering as she brought the blade down to the chest of the baby. "His blood belongs to the Eclipse!"