The Luna's Claws of Revenge
The sound hits me before the sight does: cheering, stamping feet, bloodthirsty voices rising in hunger.
The arena yawns open before me. A pit carved from stone, wide and deep, lined with hundreds of Blood Moon warriors in human form. Their cries thunder down, a storm of sound.
Across the expanse, Kaelen waits. His massive wolf looms, black as midnight, eyes glowing with savage delight.
Above, the Luna sits enthroned, Kiayara poised at her side. And there is Bram. His gaze finds me instantly, blazing with pride and defiance, even bound to his chair.
Sikat na Kabanata