The sky bled crimson.

It wasn’t the setting sun. It was the Moon Goddess’s warning, an omen that had once only existed in ancient scrolls. The Blood Sky. It meant war was not just coming… it had already begun.

I stood at the center of the Circle of Elders, now renamed the Sanctuary. The last place the elders stood alive. Henry stood by my side, arms crossed, his emerald eyes scanning every face that surrounded us.

Alpha Ryan paced the circle with slow, careful steps. His expression ...