MINE BEFORE THE BLOOD MOON
But as if she had known me all my life.
"Little Moon," Her voice echoed gently inside my mind. Not my wolf. Not Lyra. Someone far older. "You have finally awakened." My breath caught. "Who are you?" The spirit lowered her head. "I am Selene, the First Spirit of the Moon. Before there were Alphas, before there were Keepers, I guarded the balance between light and darkness." The name stirred something deep within me. Ancient, sacred, real. Before I could speak again, Lucien's furious roar shattered the silence. "I don't care what spirit protects you!" He hurled the broken remains of his sword aside and extended both hands. Darkness erupted from beneath the snow. Shadow beasts clawed their way