Chapter 15: Bound by Blood
Luna staggered backward as the Alpha’s words echoed in her ears—“Tonight, under the blood moon, you will be claimed.”
The sky was crimson. The moon above was no ordinary moon—it was a blood moon, its light red and haunting, casting eerie shadows through the trees. Something ancient pulsed in the air. It wasn’t just the wind—it was magic. Old magic. Wild, untamed, and watching her.
She turned sharply to Dante, her eyes wide with fear. “What does he mean by claimed?”
Dante’s mouth tightened. He didn’t answer at first. His jaw clenched as if the truth physically hurt him.
“You were born under a rare sign, Luna,” he said at last, his voice low. “A mark that ties you to the very beginning of our kind. Tonight, under the Blood Moon, that tie demands to be honored.
