Last of the MoonBorn
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Aria frowned.
“That sounds like a terrible place to be.”
“Perhaps,” Mara said softly. “But they were powerful enough to command even the strongest Alphas.”
Kael, who had quietly entered behind Aria, went very still.
Aria noticed.
“Something you want to add?”
He nodded slowly.
“There’s a part of the legend wolves remember.”
Mara looked up at him.
“You know it?”
Kael’s voice dropped.
“The Moonborn could not only stop wolves.”
He met Aria’s eyes.
“They could bind them.”
Aria blinked.
“Bind them how?”
Kael didn’t look happy about answering.
“A Moonborn could force a wolf—any wolf—to obey.”
Silence filled the chapel.
Aria let out a short laugh.
“Yeah, that definitely sounds made up.”
Kael gestured toward her chest.
“You blasted an Alpha across a village.”
“…fair point.”
Mara turned a few more pages.
The last drawing made Aria’s stomach tighten.
It showed wolves surrounding a Moonborn figure.
But this time—
The wolves weren’t kneeling.
They were attacking.
“What’s that about?” Aria asked.
Mara’s expression darkened.
“That is how the Moonborn disappeared.”
Kael frowned.
“The packs turned on them?”
“Not all packs,” Mara said quietly.
She pointed to a wolf drawn larger than the rest.
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