Chapter 12
The Moon never speaks twice.
She commands.
And this time, she commanded Kael.
It started as a burn on Kael’s chest.
Over his heart.
A silvery crescent, pulsing with divine magic, branded into his skin like she’d claimed him again.
“What does it mean?” I whispered, my palm over the scar.
“It’s a command mark,” he said through gritted teeth.
“She’s called me back. She’s activating the curse.”
“What curse?”
“The one that makes me her weapon.”
Kael wasn’t just a born Alpha.
He was once trained in secret to become something darker.
A failsafe.
A living blade in case her creations went rogue.
“You were made to kill omegas like me,” I breathed.
“No,” he said. “I was made to kill you.”
“Before I even existed?”
“The prophecy was older than us both.”
“So why didn’t yo
