Luna Athena lay sprawled across the cracked stone ring, the crimson circle scorched into ruin.
The high priestess that had been helping with the ritual whimpered beside her. She had also felt the ruin of the sacred ritual they were making.
“He’s taken. The Alpha…is taken” the priestess notified her of what she already knew, and her eyes glowed with defiant denial and anger.
She had waited for the blood moon to make this ritual, to be bonded to the Alpha spiritually, but sadly, her efforts were gone.
“Who dared crawl onto his bed? Who could it be that he found worthy enough to mark and claim? And the person isn’t me,”
Her chest heaved with fury as she rose up on shaky limbs.
“I’m afraid, this is beyond us. Whoever he mated with, is no ordinary werewolf. She had claimed him for life a
