POV: Nyxara
The power thrumming through my veins felt like lightning contained in flesh. I stood in the center of the courtyard, white-gold light radiating from my skin, and watched the pack's expressions shift from hatred to awe.
"Impossible," Elder Corvus breathed.
"Not impossible." An ancient voice cut through the silence. "Prophesied."
An elderly wolf stepped forward from the crowd, his weathered face lined with age but his silver eyes sharp as blades. He moved with authority that made even the other elders defer to him.
"Elder Thaddeus," Veyr said, surprised. "You've been in seclusion for ten years."
"And I emerge for good reason." Thaddeus approached me slowly, studying the light that still clung to my skin. "The Luna Ascendant. I wondered if I'd live to see this day."
"You kn
