The First Moon Queen stood unmoving.
Silver robes drifted without wind.
Her presence alone silenced the battlefield.
Even the Devourer lowered his head.
Nysera tightened her grip on Draven’s hand.
“You said… you’re my greatest enemy.”
“Why?”
The First Moon Queen’s silver eyes softened.
“Because I created everything.”
“The Moon Kingdom.”
“The Mate Bond.”
“The Alpha Bloodline.”
“…and the curse that destroyed them.”
A stunned silence followed.
King Orion bowed his head.
“I warned them this truth would break the world.”
Nysera’s voice trembled.
“You created… the rejection curse?”
The First Moon Queen nodded.
“It was never meant to become a curse.”
“It was supposed to protect love.”
Draven frowned.
“That makes no sense.”
She sighed.
“Long ago…”
“Wolves bonded for power.
