Shadows Of The Northern Hunt

o carry whispers of that fateful night-the night her family was slaughtered. She crouched low in the underbrush, her amber eyes fixed on the Crescent Moon Pack

a blade. Selena's nails dug into the dirt beneath her. They looked so at ease, so unbothered by the blood they'd spilled years ago. Her muscles

distance. Selena rose from her hiding spot, brushing leaves from her worn cloak. Her heart pou

g the fallen leaves beneath her boots. The Crescent Moon Pack's village lay just beyond the next hill, its warm lights flickering aga

iana Morven, the Crescent Moon Luna. It had been like looking into a mirror. The same high cheekbones, the same cascade of dark hair

dn't anticipate an intruder moving with such precision. Selena's feet carried her through the shadows, her pulse s

e her, and take her place. From there, she could infiltrate the Crescent Moon Pack, gather informa

sitting at a wooden table, her delicate fingers tracing the rim of a glass. The Luna's expression was pensive, her brow f

ght air brushed against her skin as she crouched there, watching her target. Liana didn'

ned, her eyes widening in surprise, but before she could cry out, Selena struck. A s

wasn't a faceless enemy; she had a name, a life, a mate who probably adored her. But then Selena thoug

e window, her movements as careful as they were practiced. The forest outside welcomed her like an old friend, its shadows wrapping aroun

ly in place. She had cleaned herself up, donned Liana's clothes, and practiced her mann

d on her felt like a threat, every whispered conversation a potential discovery. Selena kept her chin h

en darted between houses, and the scent of roasting meat filled the air. Selena walked among

e called, pulling he

ing, his broad shoulders and sharp features unmistakable. Darius Raelith, the

voice steady despite the

was something about his gaze that made her feel exposed, as though he could s

" he said, his tone soft but fi

couldn't afford to slip now, not when

ring a small smile. "There's

before nodding. "If you need anything

er she had imagined, the man she had blamed for her family's deaths. He see

er hand away. "Thank you

r plan was in motion, but for the first time, s

e in Liana's quarters, staring out the window at the darkened forest. Her grip tightened on the windowsi

es below rested, unaware of the storm that had infiltrated their midst. Selena closed her eyes and t

r her family's faces, their laughter, and the promise she had made to the