Bound by Blood and Fire
“Sophia!”
Marcus’s scream echoed through the trees as the red energy circled Sophia like a deadly storm. Her body floated mid-air, eyes glowing white, limbs stiff, and lips slightly parted like she was trapped in a dream—or a nightmare.
Lucien stood below her, arms wide open like he was welcoming a goddess. “The True Luna is mine,” he said. “And now, I will bend every pack to my will.”
Marcus didn’t hesitate. He charged at Lucien, claws extended, rage in his eyes. But the moment he crossed the glowing circle, he was thrown back like a rag doll, crashing into the trunk of a thick tree.
Pain burned in his side, but he didn’t care. He got up again.
Sophia’s mind was trapped in darkness. It felt like she was falling inside herself, her soul pulled away. She could
