Kyle lay on the stone bed like a rotting corpse with no bones left. The Alpha's tent reeked of alcohol, herbs, and festering blood.
Ever since Ariana had turned to ash in the fire, he hadn't been able to stand again.
It wasn't because his body had failed. It was because the enormous emptiness left by his torn soul made him unable even to lift his eyelids.
The silver fire on the altar hadn't only burned Ariana away. It seemed to have burned away his power and fortune as well.
Without the Moon Goddess's protection, the wards around the Blood Moon Pack grew thinner day by day. On the border, the beast horde began to stir more and more often.
Panic spread among the pack like a plague. Dissatisfied whispers moved from tent to tent. Everyone remembered that when Ariana had been there, the s
