The night after Ivy’s coronation should have been peaceful.
Instead, the sky burned.
Dark clouds churned above the capital of the united wolf kingdom, swallowing the stars. The wind howled across the palace towers as if the world itself sensed what had begun.
Inside the royal balcony chamber, Ivy stood alone.
Moonlight filtered through the tall windows, painting her silver hair in pale light. The Primordial crown mark on her collarbone glowed faintly beneath her cloak.
She should have been celebrating.
The packs had united.
The war had been delayed.
And yet…
Her wolf would not rest.
Something was wrong.
A faint movement stirred inside her belly.
Ivy placed a hand over it instinctively.
The child.
Seraphine had warned her the baby was already radiating power ancient power.
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