Selene stood at the edge of the clearing, staring into the dark forest where the Blood Moon Alpha had disappeared. The weight of his words hung in the air, suffocating her, and a chill crawled up her spine despite the warmth of the evening air. The storm he promised was not just one of nature—it was the storm of an ancient power, and it was coming for them all.
“I’ve heard the legends,” Ronan said, his voice quiet but filled with an unshakable dread. “The Blood Moon Pack was said to be a myth, but what if they’re real? What if everything we’ve been told about them is true?”
Selene turned to him, her mind reeling. The Blood Moon Pack—those who were said to be born from the first Alpha’s bloodline, said to wield powers unlike anything seen before. But that was all they were—whispers in the
