In ancient times, the Moonborn were able to unite rival packs.”
Marcus muttered under his breath.
“That sounds like a political nightmare.”
Selene nodded slightly.
“Exactly.”
Rowan rubbed his temples again.
“So my existence starts wars.”
Selene’s voice was calm.
“It can.”
Adrian leaned forward slightly.
“And that is why you returned?”
Selene nodded.
“Yes.”
Rowan frowned.
“You came because of the mark?”
Selene looked at him.
“I came because my son awakened the power of the Moonborn.”
Her voice softened slightly.
“And because I feared I was too late.”
Rowan blinked.
“Too late for what?”
Selene’s silver gaze darkened.
“For the enemies who hunt Moonborn blood.”
Marcus groaned.
“Of course there are hunters.”
Selene’s gaze shifted between everyone in the room.
“The mome
