Chapter 64: Shadows of the Blood Moon

Shadows of the Blood Moon

"The dawn will rise, but in the abyss, the moon's fire must first burn away the darkness."

The night stretched out in eerie silence, a suffocating stillness settling over the Nightfall Pack's stronghold. The air was thick with unspoken words and the heavy scent of coming war. Every soul inside the fortress could feel it—the weight of destiny pressing against their chests like an iron chain.

Aria stood at the balcony's edge, staring at the moon's reflection in the dark waters of the lake beyond the stronghold. The silver light shimmered, but tonight, it felt ominous rather than comforting. In the distance, the faint rustle of leaves in the wind played tricks on her ears, whispering things she couldn't quite understand.

She gripped the stone railing tighter.

"Can't sleep?"