" If you question my rule, forward now and meet me."Every pair of eyes on me, my words floated over the crescent-shaped gathering space. Although the stubborn stillness that followed was deafening, I could feel the strain in the air—old questions, unresolved concerns, split loyalties just about to burst.Talk your mind, or stand with me; not a middle ground exists here; here is your opportunity. I mumbled, ready to let the flames run over my hands.The chapter opens with Zaia formally rising as Luna, a great celebration seen by her Crescent Moon Pack as well as the allied wolves.The moment is mixed because Zaia muses about the sacrifices that got her here and pledges to rule with compassion and might.Lyric put this crown on my head and I remarked, "This crown is not a sign of authority. It reminds us of our joint responsibilities."Rising in opposition, a group of former renegade wolves disputes Zaia's authority to rule even with a display of unity.The fighting is fierce and ends
Dax, you shouldn't come here.The words were like a warning borne on the air, a snarl in the dark as the renegade emerged from behind-cover. His damaged face twisted with bitterness maybe in addition to anger. Tension in the air around us, the type that may explode with the smallest provocation."And yet, here I am," Dax said in a calm but somewhat forceful voice. "I came to fix things."Beginning the chapter with Dax returning to the renegade pack he once called home in order to attempt to heal the broken bonds he left behind,The rogues are unfriendly and mistrustful; they hate him for leaving them in their most difficult years.You think we would just pardon you?One of them gave a growl. You played Alpha, then left us to wither.Dax embraces their accusations, giving himself as atonement without restrain from their anger.He answered their gaze, "I can't undo the past." But I can strive for all of us a brighter future.Returning to the Crescent Moon Pack, Zaia battles Dax's desire
"I, Sebastian King, reject you, Zahia Toussaint, as my mate and my Luna."The words snatched the air from my lungs like a physical blow. The magnificent hall of the Crescent Moon Pack collapsed in startled quiet around me, the murmurs of the dead pack members echoing as fast as my heart crushed."Say it again," I said, my voice scarcely audible over the roaring in my ears. that shook. Of course, I had misinterpreted him. Clearly, my friend—the man the Moon Goddess chose for me—could not be fronting everyone and depriving me of all I had ever known.Sebastian's keen amber eyes grew steely as though staring at me already caused him difficulty. "You heard me, Zaia. Our bond was a mistake. You are not fitting to stand beside me."The woman who had no right to be here, Cassandra, gently rested her crimson lips twisting into a triumphant smile on his arm. She moved in closer to him, as though claiming something for everyone to view. My friend did not distance himself.My throat became knott
"You're trespassing."From the darkness, low and ominous, the growl vibrated through the woods. My wolf bristled under my skin as my instincts screamed to flee. I stayed on ground. Running was not a choice; not with a life developing inside me nor anywhere to run to.I grabbed the bag's strap tighter and looked at the shadows. My voice stronger than I felt, I continued, "I didn't come here to cause trouble." "I basically need to pass through."The man moved fluidly and predatory ahead. Sharp amber eyes shining with malice emerged from the moonlight filtering through the canopy above. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a stone-like icy attitude. His earthy, wild, untamed smell set him out as a renegade."Passing through, huh?" His lips curved into a smile, but it lacked humor. "You think you can walk into rogue territory without consequences? You're either brave or stupid, Luna." .He spat the term stung more than I would have admitted. "Not a Luna," I murmured softly, forcing my ch
"Stop staring at me like I'm going to break.".Before I could stop them, sharp and brittle as glass, the words fled me. My chest heaving, the weight of the past few days avalanche-like on me. Dax leaned against a tree, arms folded, his golden gaze unflinching and his expression invisible.He replied squarely, pointing to the homemade bandage on my side: "You're bleeding." And your legs seem to be shaking. Keep pushing yourself like way, and you will break.I hated the way his directness tore through the thin veneer of control I clung to. I have no luxury of breaking." Clearly,’ he said, his voice tinged with contempt. "Because stubbornness alone will keep you alive out here.”I looked away, not letting him glimpse the tears about to flow. Not cry. Not today. Not directly in front of him. But the pain in my chest, the link still frayed but not completely severed, tore at my will.Dax answered, "Zaia," gentler this time. I turned nothing. I could not.“What?I caught me shaking in voice
If you want to live, keep on moving.Dax's words sounded like a deep growl, his eyes flying across the black woodland. Every muscle in his body was tight, coiled like a spring, ready for assault or protection.My legs blazing from his pace, I staggered after him. Every stride caused the agony in my side to pulse, yet I dared not slow down. Closer now, behind us distant howling rang across the woods."What is it?."I pained, my voice quivering."Not what—who." His voice was sharp, his attention relentless. Territory of rogues. They neither abandon survivors nor hunt in packs.A shiver ran down my spine, and my wolf moved slowly, eager to fight yet tired from the previous encounter."Why are they seeking after us?Pressing, I asked."Because you went across their boundaries. And therefore they will view you as weak, he said without turning around. "Which qualifies you as a target?"As we descended into the renegade territory, the ground become more hostile. Dax walked precisely, negotiati
"You won't last another night if you keep discounting my advice."Dax's words sliced through the silence of the campfire, as keen as the knife he was honing in his hands. The flickering shadows the firelight created on his face highlighted the sharp lines of his jaw and the displeasure in his eyes.I scowled at him, gripping my side where his improvised bandage was tightly wrapped for comfort too tight. "I asked for your opinion not here.""No," he answered dryly, "but you really need it. Not in your condition, neither can you fight like that again."I held my own," I shot back, though even I doubted it. The battle still caused my body to hurt, and every breath caused the wound on my back to throbber.Dax groaned, slinging the dagger aside and stooped forward. "This is not about claiming your own, Zaia. This has to do with survival. And just now, your performance is appalling.He stood suddenly, taking a little satchel from his bag. Come here.I hesitated, conscious of his tone. " Why
That howl wasn't haphazard. That serves as a warning.Dax's quiet but forceful voice cut across the calm of the woodland. His body stiffened, ready to fight or run away as his eyes perolled over the trees."What does this imply?"My voice just above a whisper, I asked."It means something out there wants us to know it's coming," Dax said sadly. It's not friendly whatever it is.The Crescent Moon Pack scout moved nervously, his eyes flickering into the darkness. We shouldn't hang around here. There is a curse over this place.Haunted?I scowled and looked between them.Dax snorted, devoid of a smile. " Rogues dismiss curses as not believing in them. But even the toughest of them dodge something out here.The howls returned, more loudly and nearer. Restless and eager to fight, my wolf whirled undermy skin. Dax moved for us, his steps quick but quiet."Stay close, and don't make a sound," he said.As we went, the forest appeared to press in on us, the thick trees creating spooky shadows un
Dax, you shouldn't come here.The words were like a warning borne on the air, a snarl in the dark as the renegade emerged from behind-cover. His damaged face twisted with bitterness maybe in addition to anger. Tension in the air around us, the type that may explode with the smallest provocation."And yet, here I am," Dax said in a calm but somewhat forceful voice. "I came to fix things."Beginning the chapter with Dax returning to the renegade pack he once called home in order to attempt to heal the broken bonds he left behind,The rogues are unfriendly and mistrustful; they hate him for leaving them in their most difficult years.You think we would just pardon you?One of them gave a growl. You played Alpha, then left us to wither.Dax embraces their accusations, giving himself as atonement without restrain from their anger.He answered their gaze, "I can't undo the past." But I can strive for all of us a brighter future.Returning to the Crescent Moon Pack, Zaia battles Dax's desire
" If you question my rule, forward now and meet me."Every pair of eyes on me, my words floated over the crescent-shaped gathering space. Although the stubborn stillness that followed was deafening, I could feel the strain in the air—old questions, unresolved concerns, split loyalties just about to burst.Talk your mind, or stand with me; not a middle ground exists here; here is your opportunity. I mumbled, ready to let the flames run over my hands.The chapter opens with Zaia formally rising as Luna, a great celebration seen by her Crescent Moon Pack as well as the allied wolves.The moment is mixed because Zaia muses about the sacrifices that got her here and pledges to rule with compassion and might.Lyric put this crown on my head and I remarked, "This crown is not a sign of authority. It reminds us of our joint responsibilities."Rising in opposition, a group of former renegade wolves disputes Zaia's authority to rule even with a display of unity.The fighting is fierce and ends
Over, Zaia, over, or is it?The horizon promised a sun rising through the clouds, but Dax's comments reflected the question in my heart: caution as much as relief; the remains of battle still hung in the air."It's not over until we rebuild," I said softly as I turned to face the remnants of the alliance and that begins right now.Starting the chapter with Zaia and Dax tending to the survivors of the previous conflict, they inspire them to look forward despite the terrible losses they have suffered.Being able to balance her duty with the urge to motivate her team makes Zaia a remarkable leader.We have lost so much, I remarked, my voice resounding over the still assembly; yet, our power and solidarity will enable us forward.Finding her closest friends, Lyric and the Moonlit Wolves, Zaia shows thanks and strengthens her bonds.The moving reunions show the everlasting bonds created by their common struggle and the offered sacrifices.Lyric replied, his voice gentle: "You gave us a fut
"Look up to the heavens, Zaia!{{{\{Dax's remarks ripped me out of my fantasy. I stopped and gazed up above. The moon hung strangely low in the sky, its silvery brightness bathing the woodland in dreamy light. Figures created by shadows on its surface were very realistic.Over the treeline Lyric whispered, "It's a warning." The moon is communicating to us.The chapter starts with the alliance seeing an inexplicable sight in the night sky as the moon looks closer than ever with its light throbbing like humanly.Zaia is very close to the moon; her mark responds with considerable power as if commanding her to back off.Whispering, clinging to my arm while the mark burned, "It's not just a warning." "It's a summons."Lyric tells the revered army of fighters selected by the moon goddess to guard her will the famous tale of the Wolves of the Moonlight.Zaia understands that the alliance must hunt these wolves—said to be the key to toppled the shadow leader.I continued, resolve stiffening m
The following are "they."Lyric hardly whispered the terrible words as the darkness descended over the camp; their technique caused the earth to tremble and the terrible cries of creatures not meant for life to fill the air.Nobody crosses this line; I shouted, flames pouring from my palms as I turned to face the anarchy.The chapter opens in a brutal conflict as the shadow forces attack the camp of the alliance with quite great force.Zaia commands straight right now; her flames light the darkness as she lines the group.We have faced worse than this; my voice sliced over the din, "Together, we are capable of anything!""Zaia leads front; Dax utilises his strategic knowledge to outmanoeuvre the opponent on the defend.Their harmony is clear as every choice accentuates the aspects of the other."Guide them towards the northern peak! Dax roared, his voice loud among the commotion! Zaia, just now we need your fire right now!«Zaia notices her arm blazing hotter than before as the fight
"Zaia, this is spreading!""My pulse pounding as Dax's terrified scream broke the quiet of the evening, I jerked awake staring down my arm and saw the brilliant mark that had been a faint crescent now blazing over my flesh, twisted light spiral patterns like vines."What does this imply?" My voice shook as the heat of the mark flowed through me."Your fate is calling from the shadow."By the beginning of the chapter, Zaia finds her Luna's mark is shifting and glowing more brilliantly all over her body.Zaia has unresolved concerns regarding its relevance, yet the change produces a tremendous boost in strength."This isn't simply a mark anymore," I remarked, raising my arm, "it is... alive."According to trustworthy friend Elder Cassius, Zaia's ascent to a power Luna has never experienced marks a change in the mark.But he advises Zaia to be ready for challenges that would test her will as such power has a cost."The mark will guide you," Cassius murmured, eyes still full of both wonde
"Zaia, they have taken hers!"Dax's voice rocked the peace of the evening and made me shiver no flame could warm. The words sunk like daggers; my heart stopped.I said, "Who?" in a whisper, knowing immediately. The only response that would really terrify me this much.His voice shaky, he responded to Amara. "No one picks my child," I yelled, flames hotter than they have ever been. Not at all.As Zaia's single-minded protection of her daughter causes other members to doubt if they should give their resources to one kid, conflict ensues within the alliance.Dax is totally supporting Zaia and will not allow anybody undercut her will.Dax continued on, his voice dangerously low, "then you don't know what we're fighting for. If you think this refers only to her."Setting out to pursue the evil forces who kidnapped Amara across dangerous area and multiple assaults along the road were Zaia, Dax, and a few reliable companions.Even when the road tries Zaia's limitations, her will encourage
Fall backwards immediately; or lost everything!My voice emerged across the battlefield, demanding, persistent, even as the darkness surged towards us. The alliance was thinly stretched, its power towards the brink pushed. Their eyes turned to me, however, and I felt the flutter of hope I resisted let fly."We will not fall today." I sobbed, and flames sprang out of my palms. 'We stand!'"The chapter starts in the thick of conflict, the alliance pushed to its breaking point by continual shadow troops.Leading, Zaia once again inspires the groups' courage and determination by means of an emotive speech.I shed tears, my voice cutting through the anarchy: "They want us split". Still, they will come to recognise that group is our strongest suit.Dax strikes a clever counterattack; his strategic ideas and relentless presence inspire the men to hold their position.Working in perfect time, Zaia and Dax obviously exhibit their bond in every decision they both make." COVER THE Eastern flank
Zaia, never tell me to stay behind.Dax spoke gently, however his eyes clearly showed a lot of feeling. The air thick with ash and the quiet sound of wind through the trees under the modest light of the sacred grounds.Words catching in my throat, I said, "I can't lose you." Not now—not when we are so close to the conclusion.Then don't push me away," he murmured, walking over. Either none at all or we call off jointly.As the coalition gets ready for the final fight, Zaia has to make a tough decision: should she lead the assault or remain behind to protect Dax and the pack?Her dual positions as Luna and partner push her to weigh her own wants against her responsibilities.My voice faltering, I said Dax, "They need me to lead," but I need you to be safe.Whispering, "I don't want safe," his fingers caressing mine "I wished you."Gathering the flock, Zaia uses a poignant speech to motivate them to remain strong in front of the coming fight.She wonders about their development and the