CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Chapter Twenty Seven: Call of the Bloodmoon The Bloodmoon rose without warning. One moment the sky was silver and calm—then a crack tore through the heavens like a celestial scream. A flush of red spilled across the face of the full moon, staining it with a burning hue that hadn’t been seen since the First Age. Aurora felt it before she saw it. The pulse. A throb of ancient magic that sang through her blood and rattled the bones of the mountain. She clutched her abdomen, the unborn child within her stirring, kicking in alarm. Kael was at her side instantly, his eyes already shifting gold, fangs just beneath the surface. “Aurora?” he asked, voice tight. She didn’t answer right away. Her gaze was fixed skyward, lips parted in awe and dread. “It’s not just a moonrise. This is a calling
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