Isolde's POVThe moon hung bloated and bright as I reached the edge of Shadowfang territory. Perfect time. Nothing like a good battle to provide cover for a witch with a goal.I pulled my dark robe tighter and touched the amulet nestled in my pocket. Its magic pulsed against my fingers, warm and alive. A safety spell meant for Sienna – if she proved worthy of it.Ahead, chaos raged. Werewolves and vampires clashed with Midnight Syndicate troops. Blood smelled the air, sharp and metallic. They were all so busy killing each other, none noticed the solitary figure slipping through the darkness.Magic shimmered around me, a shielding spell that bent light and attention away. A simple trick, but successful. The fools thought the Midnight Queen was their biggest problem tonight. They had no idea what was coming.I skirted the main fight, moving toward the packhouse where my senses told me Sienna would be. Her ruby power called to me – familiar, like a tune I'd heard in childhood.My boot cr
Zeke's POVI felt it the moment I crossed into Shadowfang land – a pull in my blood like a hook behind my ribs. Magic hung thick in the air, mixed with the copper tang of blood and the bitter smell of burning wood.The Syndicate attack was in full swing. Perfect cover.I kept to the shadows, my black combat gear helping me blend into the night. The Midnight Queen's orders rang in my head: "Find the Ruby Wolf. Bring her back alive."What she didn't know was that I had my own plans.My improved senses picked up the chaos before I saw it. Werewolves and vampires locked in fight with Syndicate soldiers. Bodies crumpled on bloodstained grass. The moon watched it all, fat and uncaring.I cut through the battlefield like a ghost, avoiding claws and fangs, my twin daggers flashing only when necessary. My goal wasn't out here among the cannon fodder. She would be inside – safe.The packhouse loomed ahead, windows glowing with strange light. Ruby light.A chill ran down my spine. The stories we
The Midnight Queen's POVI watched them through my scrying bowl, fingers holding the obsidian edge until my knuckles whitened. Water darkened with my blood showed me everything – the battle, the chaos, and the final betrayal."Impossible," I whispered, watching ruby light dance between the twins.My sanctuary stayed cold despite the dozen black candles burning around me. Ancient books and papers littered the marble floor. The skull of the first Ruby Wolf – my ancestor – grinned at me from its perch."You find this amusing?" I asked it. "You, who promised me vengeance?"On the water's surface, my troops fell to werewolf claws and vampire fangs. Pathetic. But worse was the sight of Ezekiel – my perfect weapon – standing with his sister instead of catching her.Rage bubbled up inside me, hot and familiar. I welcomed it like an old friend."Commander Vail," I snapped.My second-in-command stepped from the darkness, face half-hidden beneath her hood. "My Queen?""The mission is failing. Pr
Sienna's POVThe first rays of sunrise painted the sky pink and gold as I stood in what left of the packhouse's east wing. Broken glass crunched under my boots. The air smelled of smoke, blood, and magic – a terrible mix that made my stomach turn.Last night felt like a nightmare, but the destruction around me showed it was real. The Midnight Syndicate attack. Isolde's admission that she was my aunt. The Queen having Lysandra. And most shocking of all – Zeke, my twin brother, living after all these years.My fingers touched the charm hanging around my neck. After Ronan's arrow hit Lysandra, the dark magic binding us had disappeared. But the Queen's words stayed, echoing in my mind: Blood calls to blood."Sienna."I turned to find Darius, Kieran's Beta, his face grim beneath quickly bandaged wounds."How bad?" I asked."Twelve dead. Twenty-eight hurt." His eyes swept over the damage. "Could've been worse.""And Kieran?"Something flashed across Darius's face – worry? Fear? " In his roo
Darius's POVI watched Sienna race toward Kieran's howl, her freshly marked hands glowing with ruby light. Something had changed in her. I could sense it even from this distance.The confusion after the attack gave me the perfect cover. While everyone focused on the damage, the dead, and the Ruby Wolf drama, no one noticed me slipping away to assess what really mattered: how badly my real goal had failed.I ducked into the west corridor, carefully dodging the pack members clearing debris. Blood splattered the walls where three of our fighters had fallen. My fighters. The ones I'd sworn to protect as Beta.My stomach twisted with a feeling I couldn't afford: guilt."Darius."I froze at Yelena's voice. The young tracker stood behind me, her arm wrapped from shoulder to wrist."The Alpha is looking for all senior pack members. Emergency meeting in ten minutes."I nodded, pushing my face to show nothing but calm. "I'll be there. I need to check the borders first.""Already done," she said
Kieran's POVI stood at my window, watching the pack fields. The howl that had echoed moments ago wasn't a warning, but a signal from my scouts. Visitors were coming.My mirror showed a stranger. The orange-red flecks in my eyes glowed like coals in dark water. Last night's transformation had changed me in ways I was still learning.For the first time in years, I remembered everything from my wolf form. Every cut of claw, every enemy torn apart. The anger that once clouded my mind had crystallized into something sharper, colder.And worse – I liked it.A knock stopped my thoughts."Enter," I called, not turning from the window."Three packs have sent representatives," Darius said, his voice oddly strained. "They're waiting in the great hall."I caught his smell – anxiety mixed with something metallic. Fear? Since when did my Beta fear me?"Tell them I'll be there shortly." I finally turned to face him. "And find Sienna. If these packs are here about the Syndicate attack, she should be
Caius's POVI watched the sun set from my newly established quarters on the edge of werewolf country. The old stone hunting lodge had been quickly converted into what the wolves were calling the "Vampire Embassy." A grand name for a dusty building with old furniture.But its position was perfect: close enough to monitor Kieran's pack yet separate enough to keep vampire dignity."Your Highness." My assistant, Elara, bowed slightly at the entry. "The last of our security measures are in place.""And our guests?" I asked, not turning from the window."Still suffering. Three more have fallen ill since morning."I frowned. Vampires rarely got sick—our immortal bodies beat off most diseases easily. Yet something was affecting my company, leaving them weak and feverish."Have you found the source?""Not yet, but..." She paused. "We've ruled out their blood supply. It seems to be something in the air or water that affects only vampire metabolism."I finally turned to face her. "How convenient
Zeke's POVI watched Sienna from across the training field, her ruby marks glowing in the morning light. My twin sister—alive, powerful, and totally unaware of who I really was.The diplomatic meeting with Prince Caius last night had revealed more than expected. Vampires were being poisoned. The Crimson House was making moves. And the Ruby Wolf legacy was somehow tied to vampire beginnings.I flexed my hands, feeling the familiar burn beneath my skin. Not quite ruby fire like Sienna's, but something the Syndicate had made through years of painful experiments."Are you going to stand there all day or actually help me train?" Sienna called, breaking my thoughts.I grinned, walking toward her. "Just admiring your technique, sis."The word felt strange on my tongue. Sister. Twin. Family. The Syndicate had raised me to believe she was the enemy—the Ruby Wolf who would destroy everything if not controlled. Yet here I was, playing the part of the long-lost brother while looking for weaknesse
Sienna's POVFire raced through my blood as Kieran carried me inside. Each breath burned my lungs, my skin hot to the touch. The Ruby Wolf inside me clawed to break free while the ominous clouds gathered strangely fast outside."Put me down," I gasped, fighting against Kieran's grip. "I need to—""You need to rest," he growled, kicking open the door to his rooms and laying me on his bed. The smell of pine and earth surrounded me – his scent.Elena rushed in with herbs and water, her face pale with fear. "The Blood Moon shouldn't be rising yet. It's too soon."Pain shot through my chest, making me cry out. Through the window, I could see the sky dimming, taking on an eerie reddish glow."It's not just coming early," I whispered, wiping blood from my nose. "It's coming for me."Kieran dismissed Elena with a sharp nod, then knelt beside me. The black veins across his skin pulsed as if answering to my power."The Midnight Queen did this," he said, his voice tight with anger. "She's forcin
Kieran's POV"We have a traitor in our midst."I watched my pack's faces shift from shock to anger as I slammed the crumpled note onto the table. The early morning meeting had been called without warning, putting everyone on edge."Tomas?" Elena gasped, looking at the empty chair where our gamma wolf should have been. "But he's been with us for years."I nodded grimly. "And feeding information to the Syndicate the entire time."Darius stood silently beside me, his face unreadable. He'd brought me the note last night after finding it in my office. Yet something in Ronan's watchful gaze told me there was more to this story."Where is Tomas now?" Jax asked, his hand already reaching for his weapon."Gone," I answered. "Slipped away during the night guard change. Which means we need to assume everything—our defenses, our routes, our plans—is exposed."The room erupted in angry voices until I slammed my hand down, silencing them all."We adapt," I growled. "We survive. We fight."Through t
Darius's POVThe moon hung low in the sky as I slipped through the forest, careful to take the route I'd swept for Syndicate tracking devices earlier. The coded message had arrived via a dead drop—urgent meeting at the old hunting camp.My stomach churned with each step. Double spy. Traitor. Spy. The labels stuck to me like burrs, but none caught the whole truth.The cabin emerged between the trees, a shadow against shadows. No lights burned inside, but I knew she was waiting."You're late," Mara said as I entered. My Syndicate contact sat in the only chair, her silver hair gleaming in the darkness. "The Queen is displeased.""The Queen can wait," I answered, crossing my arms. "Kieran's doubled the guards. Getting away wasn't easy."Mara's ice-blue eyes narrowed. "Did you bring it?"I pulled a folded plan from my jacket—marked with false patrol routes and security blind spots that would lead any invading force straight into an ambush."Kieran's planning to move the pack south," I lied
Sienna's POVI pulled back my sleeve, showing the intricate ruby lines that now covered most of my right arm. "It started after we did the twin-fire yesterday. It's like they're waking up."Zeke's eyes narrowed. "Kieran's proposal—was that your choice or his?"The question stung. "Mine," I said firmly, though doubt flickered through me. "We need friends, Zeke. You know what we're facing.""The Midnight Queen," he whispered. "Our mother."The word sounded wrong. She might have given birth to us, but she was no mother. She was the monster who'd ordered my death, who'd taught my own brother to hunt me. Who had tried to take me away through my dreams."We leave for the Black Peaks tomorrow," I said, changing the topic. "Kieran thinks we can ambush her forces before they expect us."Zeke's face darkened. "Kieran thinks a lot of things. Like how bonding with you will break his curse."I stood quickly. "I need some air."Outside, the morning was crisp, mountain air filling my lungs. I walked
The Midnight Queen's POV A snort came from the corner of the room. Victor, my newest assistant, stepped forward. His amber eyes gleamed with challenge."With respect, my Queen, you've failed to catch one girl multiple times. Why should we believe this plan will succeed?"The room went quiet. Eyes darted between us, eager for blood.I straightened slowly, feeling power build beneath my skin."Do you question me, Victor?"He didn't back down. "The Syndicate follows strength. Your obsession with these twins has cost us time and resources. Perhaps new leadership—"I moved before he finished speaking. My hand shot out, fingers curling in the air as my ruby markings blazed to life—not the bright red of Sienna's, but deep crimson like old blood.Victor froze, eyes widening as his breath caught in his throat. I walked toward him slowly, each step careful."I was hunting wolves when your grandfather was a pup," I whispered, close enough that only he could hear. "I've conquered death itself."
Ronan's POV"At least a dozen forming a perimeter." I scanned the trees. "They're scouting, mapping your patrol patterns.""Why would they need to do that?" Tomas asked. "They already have Darius feeding them information."I shook my head. "Darius doesn't know everything. The Syndicate never relies on just one source."A twig snapped to our left—too deliberate to be a mistake. A distraction."Down!" I shouted, tackling Elena as a dart whistled through the air where she'd been standing.Jax growled, shifting partially into his wolf form. "Where are they?"I drew my blades, eyes tracking the slight movement in the underbrush. "Three o'clock, two hostiles. More at our six."Tomas sniffed the air furiously. "I can't smell anything!""Trust your eyes, not your nose," I directed, falling easily into combat mode. "Move in pairs, watch for traps underfoot."I barely finished speaking before the forest exploded in chaos. Syndicate scouts in black tactical gear swarmed from hidden places. These
Isolde's POVAfter he left, I returned to my workings with renewed purpose. The scene was set: Sienna and Zeke heading toward the Queen, Ronan following his heart rather than his mission, Kieran struggling against his curse, and now Caius with his vampire schemes. Perfect chaos.As I began planning for a deeper divination, I noticed something odd about my workspace. The arrangement of my tools had changed slightly. Someone had been here while I was at the window with Caius."Lily," I called loudly. "Bring me fresh sage."My helper appeared in the doorway, head bowed submissively. "Yes, mistress."But as she approached, I saw it—a tiny silver pin on her collar. The Midnight Queen's mark."You poor, foolish girl," I said softly. "Did she promise you power?"Lily's head snapped up, her eyes now black as pitch. "The Queen sees all, traitor."Before she could move, I flicked my fingers. The chalk lines of my circle blazed with purple fire, locking us both inside."You've made a grave mista
Zeke's POV"Three days' journey," Ronan added, already calculating.I nodded, hiding my fear. This wasn't meant to happen so quickly. The Syndicate needed more time."There's something else," Sienna said, her voice strange. "I saw her, Zeke. The Queen. And you're right—she has mom's face.""That's impossible," I whispered, though I knew it wasn't."Unless..." Sienna's eyes widened with horrible understanding. "Unless our mother never died. Unless she became the Queen."The ground trembled beneath us as her power surged with feeling."We leave at dawn," she stated.As we walked back toward the packhouse, I felt my enchanted Syndicate mark burn against my ribs—a call I couldn't ignore.Tonight, I would have to report that Sienna was coming for the Queen. Tonight, I would have to decide where my true commitment lay.With the blood that made me, or the blood that raised me.Isolde's POVI smiled as I put the last black candle at the edge of my newly drawn chalk circle. The small stone cot
Isolde's POVI smiled as I put the last black candle at the edge of my newly drawn chalk circle. The small stone cottage at the edge of Kieran's land was far from luxurious, but it would serve my purposes. Through the window, I could see werewolf guards pretending not to watch me. Their presence amused me—as if they could stop me if I truly wished to cause harm."A bit more foxglove," I whispered to my assistant, a young witch named Lily who had no idea what games I was really playing. She handed me the jar with shaky fingers.After my little performance for the Storm twins yesterday, things were moving faster than even I had expected. The fear in Zeke's eyes when I mentioned the Queen had been wonderful. The Syndicate thought they controlled him, but seeds of doubt were already growing.I sprinkled the foxglove into a copper bowl and watched blue flames rise. "Leave me," I ordered Lily. "I need privacy for this working."Once alone, I settled in the center of my circle and closed my