CHAPTER 39: CLASHED OF FATE
They stood like twin storms at the forest’s edge.
Noah Carter, Alpha of Blood Moon, with golden eyes that once saw Catleya as nothing more than a pawn, now lit with an agony he could no longer name.
Caelum of the Northern Wilds, shadow-blooded, ruthless, marked by a bond just as sacred, his hand still stained with the blood of the battle he'd ordered to protect her.
Both wolves had tasted her pain.
Both felt the bond scream in their chests.
Both had come for her.
But now… they stood before one another.
One, the mate who branded her soul and left her to rot.
The other, the second bond who bled for her.
And in the silence between them—the rage was palpable.
Noah was the first to break it.
“You.” His voice came like a growl through clenched teeth. “Wher
