MOON OF ASHES
“Don’t lose yourself!”
She drew a shuddering breath. The silver light in her veins burned like frost. “Not yet,” she whispered, and instead of pushing or pulling she twisted — a motion she didn’t know she knew. The column of light rippled outwards like a shockwave.
The pack staggered, howls turning to yelps. The Alpha dropped to one knee, its shard dimming. The shockwave rolled through the trees, scattering birds into the night.
Ava collapsed to her knees, the token cooling in her palms. Around her, the trackers stumbled back, confused, eyes wild. They began to retreat into the mist, dragging the wounded with them.
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