Selene stood beneath the twisted branches of an ancient oak tree.
Purple flames flickered around her fingers, casting eerie shadows across the forest floor.
The witches gathered silently behind her.
“They defended her well,” one witch said carefully.
Selene smiled faintly.
“Of course they did.”
Her violet eyes glowed softly in the darkness.
“The Alpha already sees her as his responsibility.”
Another witch frowned.
“Then attacking again will fail.”
Selene slowly shook her head.
“We don’t need another attack.”
She raised her hand.
A small silver pendant lifted into the air above her palm.
Ancient symbols etched into the metal glowed faintly.
“The Moonborn’s power comes from balance,” Selene said softly.
“So we remove the balance.”
One witch stepped forward.
“You mean the Alpha.”
Selene’s smile widened.
“Yes.”
She closed her fingers around the pendant.
“If Kael falls, the girl will lose control of her power.”
The witches exchanged uneasy glances.
“And when that happens?” one asked.
Selene’s eyes gleamed with dark anticipation.
“Then the Moonborn will destroy everything she is trying to protect.”
The forest wind rose suddenly.
And somewhere far away, the mountains trembled.