into chaos. The warriors of the Ashen Moon Pack surged forward with feral determination as the army of the Blood Moon Pack crashed into them like a living storm. Claws tore through flesh. Fangs snapped. The once-quiet clearing became a battlefield of howls, roars, and snapping bones. Lyra stood beside Kaelen, the newly declared Luna of Ashen Moon. Her heart pounded violently as the first wave of enemies closed in. The golden energy inside her pulsed. Her wolf wanted out. Now. Kaelen’s massive black wolf growled beside her, his golden eyes blazing with lethal fury. His muscles tensed, every inch of him ready for bloodshed. “Stay close to me,” he growled through their mate bond. Lyra shook her head. “I can fight.” Kaelen’s ears flicked back in irritation. “I know you can. But

