THE JUDGMENT OF THE MOON WELL
The shadow’s eyes burned like molten silver, molten rage and judgment mingling in a gaze that could pierce the soul itself. The Moon Well trembled violently, energy ripping across the misted realm, twisting reality in ways Lykos had never experienced.
He tightened his grip on Aria, wolf instincts flaring. Every muscle tensed. Every sense screamed danger.
“This… is it,” he growled. “Hold on, Aria. Whatever happens, I won’t let go.”
Her trembling hands glowed brighter, tendrils of silver light wrapping around them both, linking her pulse to his. “I… I trust you, Lykos… always…”
The shadow lunged. Its form rippled with impossible speed, jagged edges slicing the air. Lykos braced himself, claws out, teeth bared, wolf roaring in fury.
Energy collided—their wi
