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I did not care. "You have returned," Grendel said, his voice a low rumble. "We did not summon you." "No," Noah said, stepping forward. "You did not. We came because we have discovered the truth about Maya. About what she is. About who made her." The Council members shifted in their seats. The silver-flame witch, Lyra, looked away. The Fae man's smile faded. They knew. They had always known. "And what truth is that?" Grendel asked, his face carefully blank.

“Who? Tell us.” Nova can’t help but smile. “It's Oliver of course.” All three girls scream in excitement. “We are three badass Lunas, the world better watch out,” Catherine declares. “I promise to not tell anyone today, but tomorrow can I shout it from the roof?” Nova asks. “Screw that, everyone is in the Alpha Den, come on,” Catherine drags Nova to face everyone. “Hey, Nova has to say something and until she says it no one else can so listen.”

--- THE BEGINNING OF THE END In the secret chamber of the Council, the final scroll was unsealed. In Catherine’s private study, the map of the catacombs was inked in fresh red. And in Isabella’s chest, the fire began to burn brighter—hot enough to awaken the altar. The war had not yet begun. But now, it could not be stopped. ---

“Wow…Is this…even possible?” The fireflies’ light died when I heard loud inaudible voices outside my door, approaching it in a hurry. I was about to check it when the door flew open, revealing a very frustrated Lady Catherine. She pointed her fingers at me while the other hand wiped down her streaming tears, the mascara’s black ink scattered under her eyes. “You stole my jewel!”

Ann frowned. “Then who is this and how did you get my number?” She asked, briefly removing the phone from her ear to check the caller ID before returning it to her ear. “I don’t have your number saved and this is my personal phone. So who is this?” Ann demanded haughtily, tapping her foot impatiently. “Erm... this is Allan, Beta Allan, my Luna. Alpha Nocturne asked me to call to ascertain your whereabouts.” “Oh...” Ann answered as the color drained from her face and Maeve sniggered in her head.?

Cassandra called after her, cackling maniacally, "Don't be a stranger now, make sure to come and visit me!" Noah followed Lucy out without another glance at Cassandra. “This will all be in the record, right?” Lucy asked Noah as soon as they were out of earshot of Cassandra. “Of course, and the Black Claws' involvement won’t go unpunished,” Noah answered seriously, “Everyone will know the truth.” “And what about the seeds she said that she’s sown. Are we going to be looking over our shoulder for the rest of our lives?” “I can’t promise that she was lying,” Noah frowned, “Only time will tell, but you should know that I’ll never let any harm come to you.”

Matthew asks, shaking his head slightly. “I believe it’s tulips; it’s not working for me either” Simone answers, pouting her lips slightly as she examines the outfits again. Up next was Kimberley and Lucas. Kimberley was in a white dress with a black rosette over her left breast and Lucas was in black slacks and shirt with a white handkerchief in the right pocket. “Ying and Yang did Ying and Yang” Roberta laughs, as Kimberly and Lucas head back to the end of the catwalk.

“This is only the beginning.” The ground beneath them shook again, and Aphael knew the battle was far from finished. His instincts screamed at him to rally the remaining moonlight wolves, to press their advantage while the remaining shadow wolves were still scattered and disorganized. But the weight of Triton’s words, the mystery of the vial, gnawed at his mind. Before Aphael could dwell further, his blood turned to ice. The bond he shared with his luna — his mate — was gone. Vanished.

His eyes widened slightly. Then his gaze slowly shifted toward Theorone. Toward the bond connecting us. Toward the man standing protectively in front of me. The emotions that crossed his face were terrifying. Jealousy. Rage. Possessiveness. And finally— Regret. The kind that arrived far too late to change anything. Around us, the crowd continued whispering in disbelief. The Moon Goddess had revealed a white wolf before the entire Lycan Kingdom. And that white wolf had just been given a second chance mate.

For the next few minutes, I keep trying to rouse my mate out of his state of unconsciousness by calling his name and reaching out for him through our mating bond. Eventually, the door opens, and the tell-tale clacking of heels against the concrete floor fills my ears. Madam Noir steps into my line of vision. She has a nasty black eye, and her right shoulder looks stiff. She's wearing red heels, and her nails are painted red. There's a blank look on her face, but I can feel the hostility oozing from her. Her gaze darkens when it falls on my mate. Her uninjured eye twitches and she heads towards the table, staring at the weapons with a sudden sparkle in her eyes.