{Lyra}“The attempt on your life during you and Dominic’s wedding dance wasn’t as simple as you think.” Regina said to me.A part of me had wanted to forget that night so much that it actually did. But as Regina’s words landed, that night came rushing back into my head.“W—What… What are you trying to say?”She took a deep breath and tried to keep her eyes level, but I could see how they wavered ever so slightly. “It was me.”“You?”“Me and my brother actually.” she corrected. “You see Corvin didn’t want the Bloodhound name to die out all because of some…” she squeezed her mouth shut and gestured to me, “...well, you. And neither did I. I couldn’t understand why Dominic would chose you over the countless number of powerful candidates, and so I joined him and we created the resistance, a small number of wolves who believed you have no right to be our Luna.”“You what?” I croaked, my voice trembling slightly.“We didn’t expect it to go that far. We just... wanted you to give up and run
{Lyra}I made sure to keep my distance from the statue, but the memory of my dream kept replaying in my head. I fought hard to shove it deep inside of me, and keep the voices out of my head. Dreams were just dreams, I couldn’t take the words of a possessed Odessa to heart. For all I know, it could be a trap.Regina’s voice snapped me back to reality. “Sit, and listen carefully.” She motioned to the fountain, and I hesitated, half-glancing at the witch statue, then forced my feet to move. I sat down on the cool stone rim of the fountain, just as Regina began.“Listen closely, Evangeline.” I turned to her, dragging my attention away from the statue’s beckoning hand. “The Luna Trials aren’t about strength or speed, at least not entirely,” she began, pacing in a slow circle around me. “They’re about enduranc, loyalty. And above all… desire.”She stopped in front of me, and her eyes locked on mine. “You have to want your place beside Dominic more than you want to even breathe.”I felt a
{Dominic}Two whole days. That’s how long it took for Mace’s condition to turn from bad to worse.I and Ryker managed to drag her to Allen’s tower, before the corruption started digging its claws deeper into her. She breathed heavily in gasps, and her body jerked every now and again as if some invisible hand was tearing her apart from the inside.The gash across her stomach had darkened, veins spreading outwards from the wound like black lightning beneath her skin. Her wolf was fighting hard, but it was losing.And it looked far too familiar. I felt like i was looking at Odessa all over again.I felt guilty that I let this happen, watching as Allen adjusted the silver restraints around Mace’s wrists. Her body bucked against them with unnatural strength.“She’s still in there,” I growled under my breath.“Which means there’s still time.” Allen shot me a look as he began gathering supplies. “But not much. Without the pure essence of the magic, I can’t brew a cure, only slow it down.”“H
{Lyra}The moon had turned blood red, like a hauntingly beautiful painting hanging in the dark sky. It cast everything in a coppery glow, turning the trees into tall, twisted shadows as we made our way through the forest.The Sacred Grove; that’s what Regina called it. It was hidden in the oldest part of Crownshaven’s woods, tucked so deep that even the bravest wolves avoided it out of instinct.“This is a place where the veil between spirit and flesh thins,” Regina said, brushing her fingers along the bark of a knotted tree. “What you feel here is both real, and not.”I felt the shift in spiritual energy the second we crossed the invisible threshold. And my newly awakened wolf suddenly became restless.Ahead, Elder Corvin stepped forward, with his arms spread wide. “We begin with the Trial of Heart,” he announced, then turned to face me. “Here, you shall confront both your deepest desire and your darkest fear.”From a worn leather case, Corvin withdrew a small silver bowl and a jagge
{Lyra}I stood barefoot in the clearing, staring up at the blood-red moon still hanging in the sky. The flames around altar Corvin had prepared began to flicker as I made my way to it. There wasn’t a single sound, not a birdy crying, or an insect buzzing. The forest was eerily quiet and the leaves whispered in languages my human ears couldn’t decipher, but my wolf was reacting to them. Even the ancient oak trees bent their gnarled limbs inward, curling toward the altar.I walked forward, one step after another, until my toes touched the stone. I knelt at the edge of the altar, the stone was colder than the wind, biting into my knees, and my heartt was beatign wildly. I could hear every beat echoing between my ribs like the last moments before a hunt.Suddenly, there was a humming around the altar, and a huge wave of magic surged from the ground, into the sky.The Moon Spirit rose from the altar like mist. There was no footsteps, or sound, just a shimmering light in the shape of a woma
{Dominic}The Moon Spirit rose without a sound.Her form shimmered above the altar, and every hair on my body stood on end, and I could feel my wolf retreat slightly, lowering its head in reverencer. The moment her glowing hand touched Evangeline’s forehead, my heartbeat doubled.She lit up from the inside out, like her soul had caught fire.Then everything stopped… She and the Moon Spirit vanished in a burst of pale light. One moment she was kneeling on the altar, and the next, there was only the crackling of fire and the silence that followed.“No,” I muttered. My eyes darted across the clearing, searching for any trace of her. “Where is she?” I turned toward my mother, who stood with a hand over her mouth, and her eyes wide. “Mom, where is she?”“I... I don’t know.” Her voice barely traveled through the space between us..Panic crawled up my spine like ice. I took a step forward, calling her name. “Evangeline!”Nothing.“Evangeline!” Still no answer. Just wind weaving between the t
{Dominic}Ryker didn’t bother speaking to me as we walked. My legs barely worked, but somehow I kept moving. The forest disappeared behind us as we left the Grove behind, and the moon seemed to follow us out.I kept looking over my shoulder, half-expecting the wind to shift and Evangeline to be standing there, barefoot in the moonlight, with that spark in her eyes and her usual smirk.But she wasn’t there.I wanted to believe that she wasn’t gone, that she was somehow still out there. But if that was true, then how was I supposed to find her? There was no scent, no trace, no trail to follow—nothing but complete and utter silence.And then there was Mace… “Moon goddess help me.” She was slipping deeper into the darkness that hadcorrupted her, and it was my job to find the source of that corruption. So how the fuck was I supposed to do both? How do you choose between saving a loyal Delta, and chasing a ghost?By the time we arrived at the Elder’s Villa, Corvin’s voice was the first th
{Lyra}The silk around my wrists was soft, but it may as well have been steel, binding me in place like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.I stood in the center of the stage, dressed in a beautiful short ivory satin gown that did very little to hide the clear white skin of my thighs.The entire room felt suffocating, and it made my heart pound so hard that I honestly thought my ribs might crack from the intense pressure.As I looked out into the audience seated in rows, all I could make out were the decorative masks they wore to hide their identities and the paddles they twirled in excitement.These people were the elite 1% of the world; billionaires, politicians, aristocrats, criminals, and worst of all… a few Alphas.As an omega that I was, there was nothing scarier than being sold to an Alpha wolf. They were akin to monsters to us omegas. Treating us like nothing but playthings for their own sick pleasure, and there was nothing even the moon goddess could do to change that.The audi
{Dominic}Ryker didn’t bother speaking to me as we walked. My legs barely worked, but somehow I kept moving. The forest disappeared behind us as we left the Grove behind, and the moon seemed to follow us out.I kept looking over my shoulder, half-expecting the wind to shift and Evangeline to be standing there, barefoot in the moonlight, with that spark in her eyes and her usual smirk.But she wasn’t there.I wanted to believe that she wasn’t gone, that she was somehow still out there. But if that was true, then how was I supposed to find her? There was no scent, no trace, no trail to follow—nothing but complete and utter silence.And then there was Mace… “Moon goddess help me.” She was slipping deeper into the darkness that hadcorrupted her, and it was my job to find the source of that corruption. So how the fuck was I supposed to do both? How do you choose between saving a loyal Delta, and chasing a ghost?By the time we arrived at the Elder’s Villa, Corvin’s voice was the first th
{Dominic}The Moon Spirit rose without a sound.Her form shimmered above the altar, and every hair on my body stood on end, and I could feel my wolf retreat slightly, lowering its head in reverencer. The moment her glowing hand touched Evangeline’s forehead, my heartbeat doubled.She lit up from the inside out, like her soul had caught fire.Then everything stopped… She and the Moon Spirit vanished in a burst of pale light. One moment she was kneeling on the altar, and the next, there was only the crackling of fire and the silence that followed.“No,” I muttered. My eyes darted across the clearing, searching for any trace of her. “Where is she?” I turned toward my mother, who stood with a hand over her mouth, and her eyes wide. “Mom, where is she?”“I... I don’t know.” Her voice barely traveled through the space between us..Panic crawled up my spine like ice. I took a step forward, calling her name. “Evangeline!”Nothing.“Evangeline!” Still no answer. Just wind weaving between the t
{Lyra}I stood barefoot in the clearing, staring up at the blood-red moon still hanging in the sky. The flames around altar Corvin had prepared began to flicker as I made my way to it. There wasn’t a single sound, not a birdy crying, or an insect buzzing. The forest was eerily quiet and the leaves whispered in languages my human ears couldn’t decipher, but my wolf was reacting to them. Even the ancient oak trees bent their gnarled limbs inward, curling toward the altar.I walked forward, one step after another, until my toes touched the stone. I knelt at the edge of the altar, the stone was colder than the wind, biting into my knees, and my heartt was beatign wildly. I could hear every beat echoing between my ribs like the last moments before a hunt.Suddenly, there was a humming around the altar, and a huge wave of magic surged from the ground, into the sky.The Moon Spirit rose from the altar like mist. There was no footsteps, or sound, just a shimmering light in the shape of a woma
{Lyra}The moon had turned blood red, like a hauntingly beautiful painting hanging in the dark sky. It cast everything in a coppery glow, turning the trees into tall, twisted shadows as we made our way through the forest.The Sacred Grove; that’s what Regina called it. It was hidden in the oldest part of Crownshaven’s woods, tucked so deep that even the bravest wolves avoided it out of instinct.“This is a place where the veil between spirit and flesh thins,” Regina said, brushing her fingers along the bark of a knotted tree. “What you feel here is both real, and not.”I felt the shift in spiritual energy the second we crossed the invisible threshold. And my newly awakened wolf suddenly became restless.Ahead, Elder Corvin stepped forward, with his arms spread wide. “We begin with the Trial of Heart,” he announced, then turned to face me. “Here, you shall confront both your deepest desire and your darkest fear.”From a worn leather case, Corvin withdrew a small silver bowl and a jagge
{Dominic}Two whole days. That’s how long it took for Mace’s condition to turn from bad to worse.I and Ryker managed to drag her to Allen’s tower, before the corruption started digging its claws deeper into her. She breathed heavily in gasps, and her body jerked every now and again as if some invisible hand was tearing her apart from the inside.The gash across her stomach had darkened, veins spreading outwards from the wound like black lightning beneath her skin. Her wolf was fighting hard, but it was losing.And it looked far too familiar. I felt like i was looking at Odessa all over again.I felt guilty that I let this happen, watching as Allen adjusted the silver restraints around Mace’s wrists. Her body bucked against them with unnatural strength.“She’s still in there,” I growled under my breath.“Which means there’s still time.” Allen shot me a look as he began gathering supplies. “But not much. Without the pure essence of the magic, I can’t brew a cure, only slow it down.”“H
{Lyra}I made sure to keep my distance from the statue, but the memory of my dream kept replaying in my head. I fought hard to shove it deep inside of me, and keep the voices out of my head. Dreams were just dreams, I couldn’t take the words of a possessed Odessa to heart. For all I know, it could be a trap.Regina’s voice snapped me back to reality. “Sit, and listen carefully.” She motioned to the fountain, and I hesitated, half-glancing at the witch statue, then forced my feet to move. I sat down on the cool stone rim of the fountain, just as Regina began.“Listen closely, Evangeline.” I turned to her, dragging my attention away from the statue’s beckoning hand. “The Luna Trials aren’t about strength or speed, at least not entirely,” she began, pacing in a slow circle around me. “They’re about enduranc, loyalty. And above all… desire.”She stopped in front of me, and her eyes locked on mine. “You have to want your place beside Dominic more than you want to even breathe.”I felt a
{Lyra}“The attempt on your life during you and Dominic’s wedding dance wasn’t as simple as you think.” Regina said to me.A part of me had wanted to forget that night so much that it actually did. But as Regina’s words landed, that night came rushing back into my head.“W—What… What are you trying to say?”She took a deep breath and tried to keep her eyes level, but I could see how they wavered ever so slightly. “It was me.”“You?”“Me and my brother actually.” she corrected. “You see Corvin didn’t want the Bloodhound name to die out all because of some…” she squeezed her mouth shut and gestured to me, “...well, you. And neither did I. I couldn’t understand why Dominic would chose you over the countless number of powerful candidates, and so I joined him and we created the resistance, a small number of wolves who believed you have no right to be our Luna.”“You what?” I croaked, my voice trembling slightly.“We didn’t expect it to go that far. We just... wanted you to give up and run
{Dominic}By the time I reached Allen’s tower, the corpse in my arms had started to cool. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but I knew better than to waste another precious time rushing up the stairs of the tower.I bent my knees low, feeling my muscles coil, and pushed off the ground with everything I had. Air tore past my ears as I shot up, one hand outstretched, while the other held the corpse close to my chest.My claws scraped against the rough stone until I caught a handhold. My fingers dug deep into the stone, peeling chunks off with every slight movement. I pulled myself upward in short jumps and without looking down.When the open window finally came into reach, I launched myself through it, landing hard enough to make the old wood floor groan.Allen was hunched over a crooked little altar made of black iron and worn oak, and was arranging a circle of bones, candles that bled smoke, and shimmering crystals.Before I could say a word, Allen said, without even looking at
{Dominic}The tires screamed as I whipped the car down the road, with one hand clenched around the wheel, the other gripped my phone so tight it might’ve cracked. Mace’s message flashed on the screen again—an SOS and her live location pinned deep inside the forest.Mace didn’t panic easily. She was easily one of my toughest Deltas, a born fighter with nerves wired out of iron. For her to send a distress call, then something had to be bad. Real bad.I hit Ryker’s contact and put him on speaker.“Alpha?” he answered in a rough voice, like he hadn’t slept.“Mace sent an SOS. I'm heading to her now. I’ll forward her location to you. Get your ass there, fast.”“Shit. On my way,” Ryker barked.I killed the call and floored it. Trees blurred past as I tore toward the edge of the woods. The second I hit the border, I slammed the brakes, killing the engine mid-skid. Gravel and dirt sprayed out behind me.From her location, she was still moving, but barely.I shoved the car door open, kicking i