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Its cover was embossed with silver runes that glowed faintly under the light of the lanterns. “What is it?” I asked, taking the book from him. “It’s a record of prophecies tied to the Moon Goddess,” Lucas explained. “Most of them are fragmented, but this one...” He hesitated, his expression grim. “This one mentions you.” My chest tightened as I opened the book, the ancient pages crackling beneath my fingers. The script was written in an old tongue, but the runes seemed to shimmer and shift, translating themselves as I read. “Born twice under the Goddess’s light, the wolf of shadow and flame shall rise. Bound by love, torn by fate, she alone will unmake the bonds of darkness. But her light wi

I ask him, “What’s going on? Why are they chained?” “Today was supposed to be the day of the Full Moon Hunt, was it not?” His question makes me shiver. “Yes. And?” His smile widens. “And it’s just begun, Alpha Alec.” He then turns to his own Beta and says, “Release them!” The Omegas are sent running, bound to the woods. The silver will prevent them from shifting, but that doesn’t mean they can’t run. I realize what’s happening here. We’ll be the predators, and they’ll be the prey. Alpha Fredrick nods at me before saying, “It’ll be a hunt nobody will ever forget.”

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he whispered, his fingers continuing to caress her thigh with tenderness. The quiet lingered on as they sat together, taking in the view. The moon was bright and there were only a few clouds to obscure the plentiful stars in the sky. Camden hoped that meant a clear night for the Unbonding Ritual. She shivered as an icy chill ran down her spine and snuggled into the crook of Clayton's neck in an attempt to escape it. She felt safe. Her lips brushed against his skin and she felt him tense up momentarily as his breath hitched.

To the western horizon. The sun was setting. The moon was rising. I smiled. "No." The moonlight hit me like a detonation. It had been building all day, that faint pull, the whisper of connection that I'd felt since dawn. The moon had been there, hiding behind the daylight, waiting. Now it crested the eastern horizon, fat, golden, enormous, the power flooded into me like a river breaking a dam. This was why I hadn't shifted. Why I'd taken his hits.

The Moon’s magic reacting violently to something ancient stirring awake. “What are you planning?” I demanded. It stepped closer, shadows licking at my skin. The end of her mercy. A vision slammed into me—Selene standing beneath a blood-red moon, her power raging out of control as the Unbound’s influence poisoned the land. Packs turning on one another. The Moon’s blessing twisting into a curse. “No,” I whispered. “I won’t let that happen.” You already have. With a final surge of agony, the Unbound ripped something from me—connection, strength, clarity—I didn’t know. I collapsed onto the cold stone, gasping, as the shadows began to recede.

The book lay open between them, the aged pages worn and delicate, the ink faded but still legible. The illustration stared back at them—two wolves beneath an eclipsed moon, one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. Selene traced the image with her fingertips, her pulse thrumming in her ears. “The Wolves of the Eclipse,” she murmured, repeating the words as if saying them aloud would somehow bring more clarity. Theoden leaned in beside her, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the text. “What does it say?”

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I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

Cassian read it over her shoulder, his arms tightening around her. “They’re scared,” he said. “We keep going.” But Elena felt the weight of the threat. Their first shared win had come at a cost — the alliance between them was still fragile, built on necessity rather than full trust. The slow unraveling continued.