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

The camp at Fallen Starlake was quieter than any army had a right to be.


Tents lined the frozen shore, a patchwork of rebel banners, outlaw sigils, and rogue healer marks. Wolves of every rank, every forgotten bloodline, had answered the silent summons.


Seph stood at the lake’s edge, watching stars tremble on the glassy surface. Her breath fogged the air.


Behind her, Leo’s voice murmured, “You don’t sleep much anymore.”


“I sleep enough to remember what I shouldn’t.”


He joined her. “They’re scared. Half of them think we’re cursed. The other half want to crown you.”


Leo looked at her. “You don’t want power?”


“You’ll never have it if we lose this war.”


She turned to face him. “But if we win by becoming the monsters Selene painted us to be, then what are we left with?”


Her eyes softened. “Then don’t lose yourself in this. I need you to come back from it.”


Chapter 10 – Whispers Before Dawn