Chapter 48

Lucien POV

The arena was carved into the mountain like an ancient scar, surrounded by jagged stone pillars and banners from every allied pack. Dawn had barely broken. The sky was a pale wash of blue, as if even the heavens were holding their breath.

I could feel Serena’s eyes on me from the stands.

Rheon was already pacing under my skin, claws dragging against my bones.

We end this. Today… or never.

I stepped forward onto the stone platform, the center of the dueling ring. My ...