The Blood Moon Ascendance
"But whatever it was, it cost my son his life."
A chill ran down my spine at his words, the realization of the true horror of our actions settling over me like a suffocating blanket. And in that moment, as the weight of Zion's revelation washed over me, I knew that I was treading on dangerous ground. But despite the fear that gnawed at my insides, I refused to turn back. For I was Hazel—the Alpha King of Blood Moon—and nothing would stand in my way. Not fate, not corrupted, not legions of soldiers, not even the goddess herself.
As the tense atmosphere in the room hung heavy, a tired pigeon landed on the windowsill outside. Its frantic tapping on the glass drew our attention, and I couldn't h