The Vesper stood in the center of it all, untouched, watching with what I could only assume was amusement behind that mask.
"Clever, Luna!" she called out.
"But you're only delaying the inevitable. My warriors will kill yours through sheer attrition. Unless," She tilted her head.
"Unless you face me directly. One on one. Your power against mine. Win, and I release them. Lose, and you come with me willingly."
"Don't!" Marcus shouted from across the battlefield.
"It's a trap!"
Of course, it was a trap.
But what choice did I have?
"Terms!" I shouted back.
"If I win, you release ALL the controlled wolves. Immediately. And you leave Black River territory. Forever."
"Agreed. And when I win—" Vesper's voice turned cold.
"You surrender yourself to complete Seraphine's true ritual. Th
