61~ The End

JESSICA

Murmurs spread through the wolves and Lycans, and I could see some of Blake’s men lowering their stance, unsure of what to do next. Even Priscilla seemed uncertain now, and the Lycan King, though standing tall, yet he looked more cautious than he had before.

“What do you want?” Raven asked. He wasn’t one to easily trust, and neither was I, but something about this figure made it hard to doubt its power.

“To end this needless war,” the figure replied, its eyes now fixed on the Lycan King. “Your thirst for revenge has led you astray. And you, Blake, have let your past cloud your judgment.”

Blake bristled at the words. I could feel the tension radiating off him, but he stayed silent, waiting for the figure to continue.

“You all fight for reasons rooted in pain and loss,” the figure said, its gaze now on Priscilla, Antonio, and the rest of us. “But the moon does not favor endless violence. There must be balance.”

I felt a sudden peace in me, but was tinged with fear. What would h