Moonbound Hearts
Melody said, “whenever wolves give in to cruelty. To greed. To bloodlust for power instead of protection.”
Baylee swallowed. “Like… Ironclaw.”
Melody didn’t correct her.
“So,” she continued softly, “when the Veil weakens, the Moon answers. She doesn’t send armies. She doesn’t rewrite the world. She creates one wolf.”
Baylee whispered, “A Moon-Touched.”
“Yes,” Jessica said. “One wolf in each age. Born of instinct and light. One who can burn corruption out of others. One who can mend what was torn.”
Baylee tried to breathe around the tightness in her throat. “So I’m supposed to… fix everything?”