The full moon hung low and heavy in the night sky, casting its pale glow over the forest clearing. Rowan and I stood within the circle of trees, hands clasped together as we called upon the goddess Selene and my mother.
"Mom, I beg you, come forth on this night of power and moon magic," I intoned, my voice echoing amongst the silent trees.
A cold wind stirred, rustling the leaves, and I sensed my mother's presence before I saw her. She emerged from the shadows, her silver hair flowing about her shoulders, eyes aglow with an ethereal light.
"My son. Why have you called me?" Her voice was rich and melodic, yet with an undertone of steel.
Rowan's hand tightened on mine as we shared a knowing look. It was time to reveal all we knew about Viktor's twisted creations.
"Mom, we have news,
