Echoes of the moon
Each of her supernatural sides added its signature to the mounting pressure — vampire darkness, wolf fury, witch magic, and demon fire swirling together into something unprecedented.
“Damon, get the pups to the safe rooms,” I ordered, switching channels. “Cassia, strengthen the inner wards. Focus on the tunnels first.”
“Already moving them,” Damon confirmed. In the background, I could hear him coordinating with other warriors. “Lyra is leading the first group down. Cassia's got the entrance secured.”
Movement on the security feeds caught my eye. The hunters were using some kind of shadow-stepping technology, appearing inside our defensive lines like ghosts. Traditional pack defenses weren't
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