Sebastian grabbed the closest map and focused sharply. We are encircled if they cross the eastern ridge.Ronan cursed and pulled his swords. We hold this ground, or perish trying.Dark shadows sprang from Cassandra's twisted energies, splintering stone and flame, lethal and unrelenting.Charging ahead, Dax and Sebastian fought back-to-back, savagely slashing through shadow-forged fighters.I shoved my hands forward, fire erupting, burning over the cursed tendrils, pushing Cassandra's soldiers back—if only momentarily.A piercing whistle cut the air before I could gather, and half of the renegade fighters turned swords flashing not towards the enemy but at us.Ronan retreated with a sad and knowing look. "Did you not believe survival came without a price?"Trust broke in the frigidity of darkness, fire flared brighter, and swords clashed.And when treason set the battlefield ablaze, I understood—this was revolt not just war."I am done hunting."Even as fire scorched my veins, silver-c
Between us Sebastian stood, his icy-blue gaze calm yet strained. His sword gleamed. "We do not have much time."Flames erupted, splintering the earth, but Dax rushed forward, breaking through the black tendrils crawling towards me and violently pushing them back."I am not losing you." His voice trembled, raspy with passion even as his claws spilt blood."You cannot rescue me from this." My voice stopped, choked with searing anguish and terror. The prophecy is yet to arrive.Sebastian's sword hit right, breaking black links, but even he couldn't hide the concern whirling in his eyes."You have defeated fate once more." His voice was low, consistent, driven with much confidence. "You'll do it again..."My chest hurt, yet I kept their stare as fire shook at my hands.Not ready is what I say.Dax's hands clasped my face, demanding me to look at him. You do not have to be. His voice changed to become sharp and defensive. "We are.".Once again, dark tendrils erupted, breaking the cursed gr
I moved between them, flames just visible at my hands. "I didn't ask Ronan for this fight." My voice came out crisp yet consistent. Still, I will not back down. "You not understand it, do you?" Ronan spit, rage distorting his face. "We lost all—packs, families... and now you expect us to follow you?"Deep pain twisted, yet I held still. "I am still standing and fighting for the same survival you are."Sebastian said in a chilly voice. "Enough. You may fight us—or fight the actual enemy.”Ronan's knife changed direction, his knuckles whitening but he missed. "Your loyalty costs too much."Dax's claws closed as his eyes fixed on Ronan's fighters. "Then walk away."A lethal quiet descended, flames flickering weakly far away.Dark shadows burst before anybody could get moving, splintering the earth and driving Dax and Sebastian back."Ambushing!" Dax screamed, amber eyes blazing, already shredding the rising evil powers.Twisted voice of Cassandra reverberated over the broken clearing. "
Dark tentacles erupted, dragging us apart, before anybody could respond and tore over the clearing.Cold and victorious, Cassandra's twisted voice rang over the flaming tempest.You were supposed to fall constantly.Flames burst through the black shackles, yet power burned deeper, agony twisting sharp.Amber eyes fixed on me, Dax screamed, claws flashing, cutting through soldiers created from shadows.Sebastian's sword slashed adversaries precisely, but his eyes kept fixed, calculating the instant I would lose control. "Take them!" says I yelled, flames blazing more fiercely over the cursed earth. "Grab them out!"Dax turned back, not ready to go. Not without you, indeed.Sebastian cursed and held out his arm. "She is allowing time for us."A last blast of flames enveloped the battlefield in silver-crimson.Cassandra laughed, icy and victorious, echoing. Either burn everything or eat everything.And I understood—I was the flame—not just battling destiny as flames and shadows mingled.
Once again darkness rose, separating the earth and driving us further apart while wild, uncontrolled flames burnt hotter."They can't save you... and you can't save them," Cassandra says, a poisonous whisper.And I realized—I was battling my heart as fire met darkness, not just fate.You were never supposed to live.Like a razor steeped in poison, Cassandra's voice was icy and poisonous, slashing across the shadowy battlefield. Rising from the shadows, her emerald-green eyes sparkled with merciless success.Dax's claws curved, his amber eyes flashing with relentless anger. Sebastian's icy-blue stare fastened on Cassandra, reading every minute movement as his sword sparkled and runic etchings faintly glowed.Knowing this was more than simply a fight; it was a reckoning. I moved forward, flames just at my fingers, heart hammering. "You failed earlier." Dax said in quiet, lifeless calm. You're going to fail once again.The smile of Cassandra became more pronounced. "You believe you are
I stumbled back, flames at my hands, the cursed mark blazing hotter, wild and uncontrolled. Dark tendrils writhed, devouring my increasing strength and poised to swallow me whole.Sebastian's sword shone, still bearing marks, icy-blue eye fixated on me, angry yet afraid. "She is losing control". His voice was deliberate and harsh. She will ruin everything if we fail to stop this. You cannot rescue me. My voice was low and fractured; memories of battle, treachery, and a future doomed by destiny twisted in my chest like fire."I have no care." Dax's hands tightened and his voice was sharp and determined. Even if you cannot fight for yourself, I will fight for you.Sebastian swore; blade firm but trembling. You don't understand; she's already gone. "Still here is me." My voice trembled, doubtful, fire flickering about me as black power surged, driving me back.Then battle! Dax burst, his amber eyes sharp. "Fight for us—for you".Sebastian's eyes softened, agony twisting far below. "We
The prophecy had claimed its cost.Deep pain twisted; memories fell from their cheeks, sacrifices, and unsaid pledges.Luna, either choose or lose everything.Flames burst, splintering the cursed ground and drawing me to the brink.I closed my hands, heat raging through me, wild yet strong."You're incorrect." Though my voice trembled, defiance burned more powerfully. "I decide on them."Rising silver-crimson flames tore through the black shackles, Cassandra was forced back and her face became shocked.She screamed, green eyes closing with wrath. "Impossible."Dax shot forward, claws flashing and bursting away with pure fury. Sebastian's sword slashed true, precisely breaking cursed bonds with death.I extend my hands, fire blazingly destroying evil magic, bending destiny.But the cursed brand blazed brighter, its power throbbing, calling a price in blood.The voice of Cassandra deepened, lethal and victorious. "Power always asks for... sacrifice."Sebastian faltered, his breath labor
Sebastian's sword sliced precisely and relentlessly, striking true among cursed soldiers.Right now, this is our war. Clear, fire and moonlight combining broke through the gloom in my voice.The light of the silver moon grew stronger, tying our destiny closer as it spun through the flames.Rising and claiming is what I do. The old voice rang once again, and I realised The Moon had chosen me not just.She pointed to us.Darkness rose before we could strike again, shadows wriggling madly through reality itself."The Moon may bless... but fate still owns you," Cassandra said in a chilly, hateful voice.And I understood—we were claimed—not just chosen—as silver flames raged stronger, blazing through the links of fate.The light cannot protect you from what is approaching.Cassandra's voice sliced through the calm of the fading conflict, icy, poisonous and relentless. Her emerald-green eyes flashed with dark satisfaction, yet her body shook from our final stand.Dax stepped forward, amber
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