The Lycan's King Forsaken Mate.

onveil forest. The air tensed with power, weighty with the scent of damp earth and jasmine. Shadows of tall iroko swayed as if whispering

piercing golden eyes, mixed with silver, held the fate of generations-eyes that premonited the veil of life, into the dep

e summoning of the Moon Goddess was the on

n crimson, pulsed with an old force, beckoning to the call of the ritual. A gust of wind howled th

Jacqueline Rivera of the Silver Bloodline, do you accept the burden of the

een given a choice of decision. The power that runned through her veins was both divine and a gift

r voice steady despite the st

smirk tugged at the

queline's body froze, her back arching as the magic wove itself through her spirit. Her bones as though in flames, her heart

the divine power, the wisdom, the undeniable truth that was

with respect. "The Luna Queen

everence and the consecrated power that she had just carrie

carrying the environment of darkness as it looked like a shadow of itself, unbidden and filled with forebo

e Moon Goddess?" The Great Seer asked, po

you have brought on yourself. Your generation after you will pay for this." The dark figure's voice dripped blood as it closed the

shall be given off once more, and in her return, the destiny of the preternatural world will be decided. The one who carries

ing vines, tightening around her soul. A prophecy, fo

time, a pair of unseen eyes will watch. A force ol

been spoken, and fate