CROWNED BY BLOOD
She simply handed me a blade and said, “Train harder.”
And I did.
What I didn’t expect was how lonely it felt, this strength. My trust was a shattered thing. I doubted everything. Even Celeste at times. The only one I fully trusted was the wolf inside me, and even she was learning who we were now.
Still, I grew stronger. And each day, the Luna Blackwood who had begged Marcus to reconsider faded a little more. In her place rose someone sharper, more dangerous.
Someone worthy of fear.
Three months to the day of my rebirth, Celeste led me to the edge of neutral territory. “It’s time,” she said, cloaking me in a long hooded robe woven with concealment runes. “You must see the world that awaits.”