Amara’s POVI felt weird when I woke up. My vision was blurry, and my body felt heavy. My legs and arms would not budge.There was a problem.My muscles didn't react as they should have when I attempted to raise my head. My breathing was erratic, and my thoughts were delayed. My tongue was stuck with a thick, harsh flavour. I had taken a medication.I felt panic, but my body was still lethargic. My last memory was of slinking through the Lycan Pack's hallways, trying to find a way out before they decided to hand me over to Viktor. I had heard the elders discussing a possible agreement with him in whispers. But darkness had engulfed me before I could do anything.A chilly hand touched my cheek."She's awakening," a rough voice whispered.I opened my eyes and saw that four elders were standing around me. They had no emotion on their faces. Thick ropes sliced into my wrists, tying my hands behind my back."Why? With a dry throat, I croaked.Elder Marcus was kneeling next to me, his face
Amara’s POVBlood was streaming from Darius's mouth as he lay on the ground. His body struggled to rise, and his breathing was laboured."No! I yelled and tried to rush to him, but I was stopped by Viktor's soldiers.With evil enjoyment shining in his eyes, Viktor stood above Darius. He mocked, "Look at you, Alpha." Is this the powerful warrior that everyone is afraid of? Horrible.With a roar, Darius got to his knees. His voice was scratchy as he spat, "You won't win." "I will always stand up for her."Viktor laughed. "Oh, but you're wrong. I've already triumphed.Darius crashed to the ground after his boot struck his chest. Blood spattered the floor as Darius coughed.My eyes hurt with tears. Despite my best efforts, the guards' hold proved unbreakable. "Please," I pleaded. "Avoid killing him."Viktor turned to face me with a composed, almost happy look on his face. Then, with ease, he remarked, "Amara, make your decision." "Give me the child, and I'll spare him; be mine."I went co
Amara’s POVMy heart was racing as I gazed at the woman before me.She said she was my mom. However, how? Her death was expected.I said, "I don't believe you."The woman's eyes become painful. "Amara, I understand that this is difficult to accept. However, I am your mom. And the truth must be told to you.I gave a headshake. "No. I was a child when my mother passed away.Her hands shaking, she took a step closer. "They intended for you to think that."I took a deep breath. "Who?"She inhaled deeply. "Those who were afraid of your strength."Strength? I scowled. "I don't get it."She looked down at my wrist and the crescent mark pressing into my flesh. "Your mark," she said in a whisper. It is more than a birthmark. It represents a long-standing lineage that was created to overthrow despots like Viktor.My stomach turned over. "What are you discussing?"She gave me a desperate look. "Amara, you have a forgotten family history. The purpose of our lineage was to establish equilibrium. T
Amara’s POVThe flames of the ceremonial fire wavered, casting lengthy shadows across the elder’s features. Their demeanour was stiff, their eyes stern. My wrists were still hurting from the ritual Viktor had attempted to impose on me as I sat in front of them. My mind was bright, but my body was weak.I had received an urgent call from them. It wasn't good news, judging by the expressions on their faces.An elderly man with a long white beard went forward and introduced himself. "Amara," he began gently, "you need to pay close attention." A prophecy has been found. One that worries you.My heart was racing. "Which prophecy?"Then came a sharp-eyed woman, another senior. She said, "The Blood Moon Prophecy."I took a deep breath. I had previously heard rumours about it. But only briefly.The senior with the white beard went on. A kid born under the Blood Moon is thought to permanently alter the balance of power. Either redemption or devastation will result from the child.A shiver went
Amara’s POVA painful, relentless pain tore through me. I suppressed my scream by biting my lip. I had to keep Viktor's men from hearing me. I wouldn't be caught now that I'd come this far.My entire body shook as I gripped my stomach. In the shadows, my back was forced up against a tree's rough bark. The fire inside of me remained unabated despite the chilly night air.With fear, I inhaled. I can do this.However, my eyesight became blurry as another contraction struck.As I struggled to remain conscious, sweat trickled down my brow. My child was on the way.I tried to steady myself by digging my fingers into the ground. The forest was illuminated by silvery light from the full and beautiful moon above me.Wait, young one.Nearby, footsteps crunched. My heart was racing.They were near.I covered my mouth with my palm and forced myself to remain silent. Even though my entire body shook, I was unable to let them locate me.Not right now.Not when freedom was so near.DariusI stumbled
Amara’s POVPain. I felt that and nothing else.The noises of steel clashing, wolves growling, and wounded people screaming were all audible, even though my body was too weak and my vision was blurry.There was a struggle going on.Darius engaged Viktor's forces in combat with his warriors. The harsh, metallic sting of death blended with the smell of blood.My limbs resisted my attempts to move. My body was spent by labor, and I was too tired. My darling... My baby felt warm and delicate in my arms.I have to keep my baby safe.Beside me, a fighter collapsed, his dead eyes gazing up at the starry sky. My chest was being clawed by fear as my stomach twisted.With a roar, Darius's wolf form mercilessly tore through Viktor's troops. He was stronger, quicker, and driven by a deeper emotion, such as despair or wrath."Go ahead!" Viktor's voice was heard. "Death to them all! Bring the kid to me!I felt dread. He had no intention of stopping. He refused to stop.Viktor and Darius collided vi
Amara’s POVPain.It was the first thing I felt as I stirred awake. My body ached, my limbs heavy as if I had been crushed under a mountain. A faint ache pulsed in my mind.Slowly, I opened my eyes.The chamber was dimly lit, the aroma of plants strong in the air. Beneath me, a warm blanket covered my frail body like a nice mattress.Where am I?My chest began to flame with panic. As memories of the war swept over me, my heart raced.Viktor. The battle. My infant—I sat up too abruptly and gasped. I winced as a piercing ache went through my side."Careful," said a deep voice.I turned, gasping for air.Darius.His eyes were filled with something I couldn't quite identify—relief, tiredness, guilt?—as he sat next to the bed.I took a deep breath. "Where is my child..." My terror was hardly contained as I said in a whisper.Darius grabbed something at his side. Then I caught sight of him.My darling.His small body was safely cradled in Darius's arms, encased in a heavy fabric. His gentl
Amara’s POVI could no longer afford to be weak.Something inside of me altered the instant I learned that Viktor was still alive.I had run, hid, and waited for someone to help me all my life. Now, though, I had a victim to defend. My kid. And Viktor could never take him away from me.For that reason, I stood with my hands balled into fists and my body rigid in the chilly morning air."Once more," Darius ordered.I clenched my jaw and concentrated. Whatever my powers were, they had always been erratic and crazy. They were scorching beneath my skin, and I could feel them inside. However, I had never mastered their use.I had to now.I focused and closed my eyes. Around me, the wind increased, causing the trees to tremble. Hot, strong energy throbbed through my veins.Hurry up.I tried to let it go by thrusting my hands forward.Nothing took place.I said a curse to myself.
Amara’s POVCold and silent, the moonlight streamed through my room's window.I sat on my bed and took calm breaths. I had my hands on my lap. Even though they were no longer glowing, I could still sense it. The shadows. Concealed deep within my blood.I said to myself, "Get out."It did not, however, depart. I heard a quiet voice in my head.I was called for. I replied."No," I said more loudly while holding my head tightly. "Power was what I needed, not this."It said quietly again, more smoothly, You needed strength. You pleaded for it. You got more than strength from me. I released you."I don't desire your level of liberty!" I yelled.The door was knocked on. "Amara?" Mira was the one. "Are you alright?""I'm all right!" I lost my temper.There was silence, then the sound of footsteps leaving. I looked down at my hands and bit my lip.They shuddered.I told the voice inside, "I won't let you control me."You've done so already.For a time, the room whirled. I shut my eyes. I need
Amara’s POVI had regained my inner strength, but something about it felt... off.It felt heavier and colder than before, like a shadow around my spirit. It was whispering at the back of my mind, pulsing beneath my skin.I clenched my hands and looked at the raw magic tingling my fingers. The beautiful golden color of the flames I had called forth had been replaced with a deeper, black-edged color.I had no time to think about it. I was required by my people. The conflict had not ended.I decided to ignore my uneasiness and head for the training grounds.The warriors were waiting already. Some seemed relieved to see me back on my feet. Not so much for others.With his arms folded and his eyes intently observing me, Darius stood at the front. Since last night, he hadn't said much since I performed the ceremony.I moved ahead, ignoring his eyes. "Let's get started."The fighters nodded, getting ready for battle. I held up my hands, prepared to show off a move—something to protect agains
Amara’s POVI stared at my shaking hands while sitting by the dwindling fire by myself. I was aware that we couldn't destroy Lilith in this manner, regardless of how many plans we formed or how many warriors stood behind me. Not without the use of magic.I wasn't strong without it. Powerless. And more people would perish if I continued in this manner.I heard someone say, "You know what you have to do."I took a deep breath. There was just one path. I could regain my power through a forbidden ceremony. However, the cost...I had no idea how much it would cost.But there was nothing I could do.I looked at the outlaw. "Explain the ritual to me."Something inscrutable flared in his golden eyes. "That's not the route you want to take.""Yes, I do." I balled my fists up. "Whatever it takes, I don't care. I must regain my magic.He let out a sigh. "The ceremony is risky. It requires a sacrifice. Something significant. Something... intimate.Darius took a step forward. "No, Amara." His tone
Amara’s POVThe remains of our community were sucked into the abyss as the ground underneath me shattered open. The air was filled with screams as fighters frantically tried to flee, their footing shaky. For a minute, my body seemed weightless as I fell, but powerful arms grabbed me."Wait a minute!" Darius yelled, yanking me back before the earth gave way entirely. My heart pounded in my chest as I gasped for air.The ground split even more as it shook furiously. Trees went down. Houses fell apart. The land itself seemed to be rejecting us.Lilith's black eyes shone as she stood on the opposite side of the devastation. Dark tendrils slithered from her fingertips as she raised a hand, reaching out at us like living shadows.“We must relocate!” someone shouted.As the ground collapsed behind us, I pushed my legs to the limit and ran alongside the others. My lungs were burning. It felt like a fight at every stage.The devastation halted just as we reached higher ground. Lilith cocked he
Amara’s POVWithout hesitation, the golden-eyed wolf sprang at Lilith. His attacks were vicious, and his speed was intimidating. Before Lilith could react, he sank his teeth into her arm and tore through her black power as if it were nothing.Lilith's ruby eyes blazed with rage as she yelled and pushed him away. She growled, "Who do you think you are?"The rogue remained silent. She had to defend herself when he leaped again. I had never witnessed a conflict like the one between them. Lilith was having difficulties; she had always been so untouchable.With my body throbbing from fatigue, I seized the opportunity to push myself up. The pack was getting stronger all around me. Now, with new hope in their eyes, the warriors who had been retreating battled harder.Breathing heavily, Darius ran to my side. "Who is that?"I looked at the rogue and said, "I don't know." "But he's with us."Lilith snarled and hurled a surge of evil energy in his direction. The rogue's golden eyes glowed brigh
Amara’s POVThe night was filled with screams. As the attack started, the air was mingled with the smell of burning wood and blood. With their red eyes gleaming in the darkness, Lilith's army charged into the settlement."Keep the pack safe!" I yelled, my voice barely audible above the commotion.The warriors confronted the assailants. Shadows curled about us, growls reverberated through the air, and claws fought. Lilith's wolves were abnormal; their bodies went in and out of the darkness at an odd pace.Darius was already tearing through the opponents in his wolf form. Beside him, Callum swung his teeth in a savage snarl. My people were fighting and dying everywhere I looked.Then I spotted her through the flames.Lilith's ruby eyes glowed with laughter as she stood composedly amid the devastation. She was only observing her monsters tearing up my pack without doing anything yet.A chilly fury blazed within me. I couldn't allow her to prevail.I sprang at the closest foe, avoiding th
Amara’s POVI stood motionless at the edge of the pack's area, staring at the person in front of me while the wind howled through the trees. Lilith.She didn't resemble Viktor at all. She was something far worse than a monster, propelled by darkness that even he had never conquered, but his creation. With a terrifying smile, her piercing red eyes met mine, and her long jet-black hair seemed to float weightlessly.She tilted her head and purred, "Amara, you look weaker than I expected." Not my father's loss to the powerful tiny wolf. You no longer even possess your magic, do you?I balled my fists up. I would not allow her to see how afraid I am. "Lilith, what do you want?"A sneer formed on her lips. "Retaliation."Naturally."But I'm feeling giving today," she added, taking her time walking. "Give yourself one hour. An hour to get ready. Do anything you want: run, hide, or fight. I'll destroy everything you hold dear when I get back.My chest ached sharply from what she said. An hour
Amara’s POVTension, the kind that made my skin prickle, was heavy in the air. After only a brief period of tranquillity, the Moonshine Pack felt uneasy tonight.I couldn't get rid of the uneasiness that was creeping into my bones as I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Things had been altered since the ritual. I had lost my magic. I had broken free from Viktor's curse and saved my pack, but at what price?The window was rocked by a sudden burst of wind.With my heart racing, I sat up. There was something out there.Darius woke up next to me. He put his arm around my waist for protection, but as soon as I moved, he awoke, his instincts as keen as ever. "Amara?" he said in a sleepy voice. "What’s wrong?"Not wanting to come out as suspicious, I paused. I said, "I… don’t know," "Something doesn’t feel right."Darius rubbed a hand across his face and sighed. "You're worn out. You must get some rest.However, I was aware of this emotion. Before every strike, before every battle that ha
Amara’s POVI felt uneasy when I opened my eyes. I felt as though there was a void inside of me where my magic formerly was. I sat up, feeling the comforting warmth of my strength deep within myself, my fingers shaking. Nothing. A cold panic took hold of me. My breathing became laboured."Darius," I said, my voice hardly coherent. "Something’s wrong."In a moment, Darius was by my side, his golden eyes full of worry. "What is it?"I forcefully gulped, attempting once more to conjure up even a glimmer of strength. Nothing has changed. My chest constricted. "I can’t feel my magic," I said quietly, my voice cracking.His hands encircled me. He tried to reassure me, saying, "Maybe you're just weak from the ritual." "You were worn down by it. Allow time.I gave a headshake. "Darius, no. It is no longer there. I sense it. As if something had been torn from me." With the dread gnawing at my throat, I raised my voice a little. "Now how can I keep them safe? "How do I fight?"Darius drew me in