BLOOD OF THE MOON

only beginning to unravel. She moved swiftly, her senses alert, every rustle and snap sharpening her focus. T

er saying more than necessary, never letting his guard down. Lyra still didn't know why

n said, breaking the silence. His voice w

ce. The Ironclaw were notorio

wn for their kindness, especially toward

hey hate the Shadow Moon as much as you do. A

n eyebrow. "A

smile. "Depends on how you defin

a's senses went into overdrive. She could feel the power thrumming in the air, an invisible barrier that marked their

idence. "We come in peace," he called out, his voice carr

hadows, their eyes glowing with suspicion and hostility. They were massive, their fu

posture relaxed. She knew the Ironclaw

eyes were sharp and calculating, and Lyra recognized him immediately, the Ironclaw

ce like gravel. "I never tho

ha's piercing stare. "I wouldn't

eyes narrowing. "And who's this?

ze without flinching. "My name is Lyra.

sion turned wary. "Blood Moon, huh? You've got some nerve showin

e to cause trouble. The Shadow Moon pack is coming for me and fo

ughed, a harsh, mocking sound that echoed through the forest. "You t

ying nice, Galen. It's about survival. The Shadow Moon

ou're right. They've been sniffing around our borders, te

ect you to do it for free. I can help you fight them, take back what

ly, he nodded. "Fine. But know this-I won't risk my pack's sa

t was a start. The Ironclaw might not trust her yet, but she was determine

yra knew the path ahead would be fraught with danger. But for th