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9 – and be ready to become part of the darkness. The hour is upon us, brave one. Our power is strong and our purpose is clear. We await your presence at the stroke of midnight for a chance to embrace the night and embrace a new power unlike anything you've ever experienced before. Come and walk the bridge, take a breath of the forbidden air, and join us in our private gathering. When: 9 P.M to 12 P.M Where: Beyond the Glass Bridge, The Coven's Base ╰────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╯

Dante said calmly, adjusting the cuff of his shirt, “we host it.” Victor blinked. “Sir?” Dante’s gaze was cold. “We flush him out.” Aruna understood instantly. “You’re going public.” Dante met her eyes. “Yes.” Her pulse quickened. Public meant exposure. Public meant power plays in daylight. Public meant risk. “What’s the event?” she asked. Dante’s lips curved slightly. “The annual Syndicate Summit.” Victor froze. “That’s two days from now.” “Then we move it to tomorrow night.” Silence.

Probably because I have spent most of my time locked away inside the mansion, and the few times I had stepped out, it had always been during the day—never when the wolves come alive under the moon. The drive back from Ophelia's shrine is too quiet. The only interruptions being the occasional gentle squeezes Shawn gives my hand whenever he senses my thoughts drifting too far. I keep replaying Ophelia’s words in my head, turning them over like fragile glass, afraid they might shatter if I examine them too closely. “The howls,” I say suddenly, breaking the silence… and my thoughts. “I’ve never noticed them before.” “Yes. That’s because the forests surrounding the Monteal estate are private prop

CHAPTER 52 The Storm Queen’s Birthday July 19th, 2029 – Hot Springs National Park, midnight I am eighteen today. The sky knows it. Lightning keeps writing my name in violet across the clouds like it’s proud of me. Remy planned everything (of course he did). He blindfolded me at dusk, drove me up the mountain in his beat-up truck with the coyote sticker on the dash, and told me if I peeked he’d make Kayo sing karaoke for punishment.

Vincent had been the first guest on that show, and his quiet, genuine words about my character had done more for my public image than a million press releases could have. She’d been running that before my kidnapping. I owed Belle more than I could ever repay. "Now," Grace said, swiping to a new screen. "The official launch event for Green Valley Phase One." "Where are we on that?" "The event is confirmed for the twenty-eighth of next month. We've secured the Grand Atrium at the Crescent Harbour Convention Centre. It is the same venue we used for the investor gala last year, but we've booked the entire east wing this time. Capacity for eight hundred guests."

“Didn’t think you’d remember with... everything else going on.” “Don’t start,” I warned. He raised his hands. “Hey, just saying. You’ve had your plate full.” I ignored that, leaning back. “When’s it supposed to be?” “Two weeks from now. The invites already went out. Four packs confirmed attendance.” “Four?” I repeated. “Which ones?” “The Red Claw, Silver Fang, Moon Dust, and... The Blood Serpents.” I groaned. “Great. Just who I needed.” Felix smirked. “Oh come on, Alpha. You know you love the competition.”

She blinked, eyes coming into focus, and turned towards me, the color in her eyes flickering back to that shimmering gray. “Hi baby. Excited for tomorrow? Or midnight, I should say?” she said, flashing me a smile. She knew at midnight every teenager in a 20-mile radius would be at Gio’s party, waiting for our wolves to reveal themselves at midnight. We’d then ravage the woods until exhaustion finally led us back home. I shook my head and replied, “The last thing I need is an audience during my first shift. I’ll leave that to Gio and Giselle. They love attention.” I rolled my eyes and she only laughed with a nod.

Harmonia pretended to be casual as she took inventory of the items on the shelves just like usual. Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside. The voices of many people came one after another. “Have you heard? There's going to be a great show at the beast colosseum at midnight tonight!” “What kind of show?” “The handsome guy in the basement will go on stage and have a life-and-death battle with the Triple Crown Lion!”

I didn’t respond and the silence between us wasn’t heavy or awkward like before. “There is a party at the Blackville Pack. They are celebrating the lunar gala where adult wolves find their mates from within the pack or outside. Everyone attends the gala, it’s a ritual and as the alpha and Luna of Crystal Moon pack, our presence is also mandatory.” “I know, every year you send Clayton in your behalf.” I smiled because he thought it was useless for him to attend a gala meant for unmated wolves. “Don’t make fun of me, Sabrina. Be ready at five in the evening. We’ll leave on time so we can return home before the midnight.” He said with red face.

RIBIRTH 2 LUNA {That Evening - Luna's Penthouse} My phone buzzed with a calendar reminder as I stepped out of the shower. Annual Tech Gala - Tonight - 8 PM I had almost forgotten. The biggest event in the tech world. Every CEO, every investor, every power player would be there. And according to the guest list Maya had sent me last week...Damon Blackwood was attending. Perfect. I smiled, and this time it was real. Predatory. Dangerous. I walked to my closet—a room the size of most people's apartments—and pulled out the dress I'd been saving for a special occasion.