Fated by the moon.

onfrontation neared. The training continued, but now, there was a sense of urgency in everything. Every m

e. Every time they trained, every time she tapped into the power inside her, it became clearer that they weren't just preparing for th

always there, pulsing beneath her skin. And though it was still a force she struggled to fully command, she was no longer as afraid of it as she had on

bout shaping her mind as much as her body. Every lesson was a test of patience, discipline, and, above

y for what was coming. If she would be able to protect herself, let alone the people she

overcast, the air thick with the scent of impending rain. Evelyn stood at the

ilence, firm and commanding. "The Crescent Pack isn't just after you. They want

les of their ruthlessness, of the Alpha that led them-Darius Blackthorn. He was a shadow in the background, a name that

id, her voice steady despite

something. The Crescent Pack is already on the move. They've infiltrated our terr

t skipped a b

s words. "You've been preparing for this moment without ev

acing. She wasn't prepared for this. She wasn't ready. But she had no

voice quieter now, the truth slip

None of us are ever truly ready for war. But we're

ng down on her. She had never been a fighter. She had nev

ked, her voice shaking just

et filled with a quiet intensity. "You fight with your instincts, with

sure what to expect. She didn't know what kind of battle they would b

ory. The pack had gathered, and the air was thick with tension. Evelyn's heart

tector in the face of the unknown. "Stay close," he told her, his voic

r. She wasn't sure if she could do this, but she wasn't g

rees. Shadows moved through the forest, quick and silent, like phantoms in the dark. And then, through

Black

of the Cre

lanked by several of his warriors. His presence was commanding, almost suffocatin

rang out, smooth and cold

flinch. His gaze never left Da

his eyes flicking briefly to Evelyn before r

, her instincts telling her to stay hidden, to st

one hard, "this is it. S

hest. This was the moment. This was t

ir eyes met. There was something in his eyes- something dan

y way," Darius said, his lip

alm, but there was an edge to it that was impos

her hands trembling as she tried to keep her breath steady. The moment

s expression, something primal that sent a chill crawling up Evelyn's spine. He didn't

rough the silence, smooth and lethal. He stepped forward, his warriors f

her veins. Alfred's hand moved to her back, a reassuring gesture, b

r voice steady despite the growing fe

ther you admit it or not. You're a product of both worlds, Evelyn. The Crescent Pack needs y

s narrowed with fury. "You're wrong, Darius. She's

ergy radiating from both men, but it was Alfred's presence that seemed to settle her, grounding her in the m

ir eyes cold and predatory. "You've become weak, Alfred. You've forg

, his voice hardening. "We fight fo

ntempt. "The only thing that matters, Alfred, is power. A

ore they could get closer, Alfred moved in a blur, his wolf's strength and speed on full display. He col

ced. She could feel the surge of power inside her, the wolf straining to break free, but she held it back, focusin

g certainty. The fear that had been gnawing at her intensified, but it was quickly replaced by something else-somethin

er training. The power was there, raw and untamed, thrumming beneath her skin. She could hear her heart p

ower coursing through her, but she didn't stop-it was like a floodgate had opened, and the energy was flowing freely now, fas

. The shock of what she had just done surged through her like electricity. She had used the powe

ugh the chaos, sharp an

nother warrior, his movements fluid and controlled, but his eyes were locked o

it!" he shouted. "Don

here, pulsing in her veins, ready to be unleashed again. She had to lear

, grounding herself in the present, forcing the power to calm and settle within her. The wolf inside her growled in

was more controlled. It wasn't a wild burst; it was focused, precise. The warr

he battle wasn't over, but she had proven something to herself: she could con

r the first time, Evelyn felt like she was truly part of this fi

d with every moment, her bond with Alfred deepened, their movements synchronized as if they wer

fell silent, save for the heavy breathing of the Bloodfang wa

harsh reality that this was only the beginning. She had won this batt