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Chapter 10—The Memory of Fire
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2025-02-10 20:35:28“Selene.”
The moment Willow spoke her true name, the world fractured. She was no longer in the damp, suffocating cell. She was somewhere else. Somewhere she had been before. The air was thick with smoke and ash. The sky burned in shades of gold and crimson. The ground beneath her feet—scorched. Stained red with the blood of the fallen. She stood at the center of a war. Wolves lay slaughtered around her. Some still twitched, some still clung to life, but none would survive. And yet—she felt no fear. Because this was her war. And she was born for it. She was the reason for it. A voice cut through the chaos. “Selene!” She turned—and saw herself. No. Not herself. Her mother. A woman with wild red hair and piercing green eyes, her body covered in blood and battle scars. She was beautiful. She was terrifying. And in her arms— A child. A baby with fire in her veins. The child reached out, grasping at the smoke-filled air. And suddenly—Selene remembered. She was not just a Luna. She was not just a werewolf. She was the last of the Nyxborn. A bloodline older than the packs. Older than the Alphas. Wolves born of fire and shadow, created by the gods. Not just warriors. Not just leaders. Weapons. And someone had wanted them erased. The memories came in flashes. A village burning. A pack slaughtered. Her mother fighting to the death. And the man—the traitor—who had led the attack. She couldn’t see his face. Not yet. But she knew who he was. Not his name. But she knew him. She wasn’t sure how though. Her mother’s voice echoed through time. “You must run, Selene.” “You must survive.” She remembered being taken. Not by the enemy. By those who wanted to save her. She remembered the spell. The tearing sensation—like something being ripped from her soul. They locked her away. Not just her wolf. Not just her memories. Half of what she was. She understood now. The cryptic messages. The whispers of two souls. They weren’t wrong. She was not like the others. Every werewolf was one soul. Half human, half wolf. One being, perfectly balanced. But she? She was two. One whole soul as a wolf. And one whole soul as something else. Something ancient. Something forgotten. The Nyxborn. Not just wolves. Something more. Something that was never meant to be caged. The memory faded. The battlefield dissolved into nothing. And suddenly—she was back. The cold walls of her prison surrounded her. The silver cuffs still burned her skin. But she felt different. The leader stood before her, watching. Waiting. Because he knew. He had always known. Selene lifted her head, inhaling deeply. The scent of damp stone and blood filled her lungs. She exhaled slowly. Then— She smiled. Because he had made a mistake. He thought he could erase her. He thought she was lost. But now? She remembered. And he was going to regret it.
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