THE LUNA WHO RUINED HER MATE.
Elidra’s wolf stood up in her mind, snarling at the shadows.
“The High Priestess,
” Elidra whispered, her blood running cold.
A tall, elegant figure stepped through the curtain of the waterfall, her clothes bone dry as if
the water had moved around her. It was Elidra’s mother, her eyes glowing with a sickly, violet
light. She held a staff made of twisted silver, and a cruel smile stretched across her face.
“You always were a troublesome girl”
, Elidra, the woman said, her voice sounding like the
Hot Chapters