The snow over Blood Moon City finally stopped.
Not long after, Moira came to see me. "They brought this on themselves."
Then she lifted a crown in both hands, the crown that symbolized the Luna of the Silver Wolf Pack.
"Layla, come back. Blood Moon City needs you."
I looked at the crown for a long moment before answering. "I won't return to the old system. If I'm coming back, I'm rewriting the rules myself."
Half a month later, Blood Moon City underwent a complete purge.
The Sacred Blood Spring ran clear again, and even the wolf packs of the North gradually settled.
The temple corridors filled with old records that had been buried for years.
I had every suppressed ritual decree, sealed document, and bloodline registry brought out and laid across the long tables for the entire city
