POV: Luna
We burst through the tree line and stopped dead.
The entire eastern forest was glowing.
Dark magic pulsed from a massive ritual circle carved into the earth. It was easily fifty feet across, covered in symbols that hurt to look at.
And in the center stood Malachar.
"You're early," I shouted.
"Am I?" He smiled coldly. "Or are you simply unprepared?"
"We had a deal. Tonight. At the full moon."
"I lied." He gestured to the ritual circle. "Did you really think I'd wait until you were at full strength? That would be foolish."
Around us, rogue creatures materialized. Dozens of them. Maybe hundreds.
And behind them, Cassandra's Circle emerged from the shadows.
"You freed them?" I demanded.
"I liberated them. These young wolves understand power. Understand ambition. Unlike th
