Serena Blythewood

Seph was once the Holy Maiden of the Crescent Moon Tribe, born with the power to calm frenzied wolves. But during a lunar eclipse on the borderlands, she lost control, causing her clansmen to descend into madness and nearly wiping out the entire tribe. Branded a "Harbinger of Doom," she was forced to leap off a cliff to survive—and the world believed her dead. Five years later, as the eclipse returned, Leo, her former guardian and now the feared "Eclipse Warlord," led his army to purge the wolf realm of the "Harbinger's remnants." The cold and merciless new lord of the Sacred Clan swore to eradicate all traitors, unaware that the one chosen by the Moon Goddess as the "Savior" was the very woman he had once cast into exile.

Exile's Echo

At the peak of Lune’s Eye, the gateway hovered—still open, still pulsing—silver light arcing between mirrored runes. It hummed with infinite potential.


Seph and Leo stood before it, hands still clasped, the soul-bond vibrating at its peak. Behind them, the battlefield lay stunned in silence.


Selene knelt at the crater’s edge, gasping, her robes in tatters, her illusions shattered.


"You can’t leave it open," she rasped. "The energy will collapse. You’ll kill everyone.”


Selene looked up, hate warring with fear. “Of course. It was the only way to control them. Keep the packs dependent on the priesthood.”


“You built your prophecy on fear,” Leo said coldly. “But the truth was always different, wasn’t it?”


Selene laughed, bitter and cracked. “The prophecy never demanded destruction. But who would follow a savior who simply asks to be *shared*?”


Seph stepped closer. “Then say it. Say the truth.”


Chapter 15 – Truth Carved in Blood