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I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

Chapter sixteen: A new dawn Late summer sunshine gilded the facade of Montrose Hall as Isabelle Montrose stepped into the grand gallery annex, her breath catching at the sight before her. Rows of mahogany easels displayed her charcoal and watercolor drawings—renderings of flickering embers, twisting serpents, interlaced keys, and the silver blue flame she and Alexander had kindled in Saint Brigid’s crypt. Each piece was accompanied by a brief inscription in flowing Latin and English, celebrating the Ember Circle’s rebirth in truth.

"Red Team just called me that the guys we're looking for should be here within fifteen." Rachel turned on the bedside lamp, walked across the floor in front of the window, stretched, walked back to the bed and snapped off the light. Gabriel crouched low, pushed back his bight vision monocular and opened the blinds, slanting them just enough to let in the moonlight., allowing them to see out but no one to see in

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

She’s in full mother tiger mode. The talk with Linc goes as well as I expected. It ends with me sitting in the living room with my head back trying to keep my bloody nose from making a mess. I refused to defend myself because I completely understand his anger. Beth, the baby, and Shelby are next door. They’ll stay on Shelby’s side of the duplex until Dax arrives. Dax is another thing my brother’s angry about. Dax is the president of Desert Crows, an outlaw motorcycle club in Arizona. They have close ties with Moon’s organization but it’s not widely known. If Gimonde gets anywhere near the Crows’ compound, Dax and his men will defend their territory to the death.

But the celestial guardians stood firm, their celestial flames ablaze with determination. Luna stepped forward, her celestial light radiating with unmatched brilliance. She called upon the power of the celestial network, channeling its energy into a dazzling surge that surrounded her and her pack. The celestial bond that connected them amplified, intertwining their celestial flames into an all-encompassing inferno of celestial might.

Stella, now known as the only but most respected female Alpha in history, sat in the place of honor, watching the new generation with sharp yet proud eyes. Nathalie, fully recovered, now led the training of the youngsters, making sure they were not only physically strong, but also heart-wise. Andhara... still returns occasionally, bringing news from outside the forest. She never stays long, but every time she comes, she is welcomed with open arms, as an integral part of this family. In the night sky, the stars shone brighter than usual. And among the thousands of lights, the constellations Aquila and Altair shone the brightest, close together, forming an eternal symbol of love, courage, and

storm gray, cold as the glaciers that fed the rivers, yet burning with something darker whenever they moved. Ashley had intended to slip in through the side door, set the tray on the serving table, and vanish back into the shadows. But the conversation pulled her to a halt behind the heavy tapestry that separated the servants' passage from the hall. She pressed herself against the stone, heart thudding. "...the alliance will be sealed under the blood moon," Gideon was saying, voice rough with satisfaction. "Clara carries the mark. The Moon Goddess herself has chosen her. Your pack gains strength, mine gains territory. A fair trade."

“I’m going to pass out.” Dad stepped into the living room at that exact moment, holding a clipboard and looking like he was preparing for war. “Alpha Rowan’s pack is arriving by sunset. Blue Ridge in the morning. And Blood—” He stopped. Mom shot him a look that said, Do not even think about it. “What?” I asked, sitting up. “Blood what?” “Blood Moon,” Kieran said flatly. My pulse spiked. “Blood Moon? As in the Blood Moon? The ruthless warriors? The ones who single-handedly deter rogues from three borders away?”

“It’s history.” She turned to the Council. “Tell her.” The eldest elder sighed, ancient and weary. “Long ago, the Moon Goddess gifted the packs with balance—Alphas, Betas, Omegas. But once, rarely, she created something else.” My wolf stirred violently. Listen. “An Omega capable of amplifying or breaking dominance itself,” the elder continued. “A living equalizer.” My heart hammered. “That’s not me,” I whispered. Elara smiled cruelly. “Isn’t it?”