The wind howled through the forest, carrying the scent of burned earth and the remnants of the battle that had just transpired. The once proud and formidable Blood Moon Pack, broken and scattered, now lay in tatters, their Alpha, Damien Blackwood, lying motionless on the ground before Selene.
For a moment, the world felt frozen in time. Selene stood amidst the wreckage, her breath heavy as she gazed down at the fallen Alpha, her mind a swirling storm of emotions. The power that had surged through her only moments ago now lingered in her veins, pulsing with raw energy. It had been her strength, her will that had brought Damien to his knees, but the victory tasted bittersweet.
Ronan stood behind her, his body tense, his golden eyes scanning the wreckage as if waiting for the next threat to
