"If you were truly the Luna Queen, why would you be living alone in the Sacred Den, where not a single soul dares to tread?"
With that, Seraphina turned to the other handmaidens and gave the order:
"Cut off this wretch's limbs. Let's see how long that sharp tongue of hers lasts."
The she-wolves drew their silver-edged blades and closed in on me.
None of them knew the real reason the Abyssal Den stood so desolate.
It was because the Supreme Alpha forbade any living creature from coming near.
Even a stray bird that wandered too close would be torn apart, its carcass left as a warning until his fury was spent.
He had kept my identity hidden because he wanted to wait until our pup was born.
Then, before the entire Six Great Packs and all the territories beyond, he would crown me Luna Queen in a grand ceremony under the Blood Moon.
And the reason he was absent today was precisely because he had sensed that this was the day our pup would arrive.
He had gone personally to summon the most powerful Alphas across the Six Great Packs, so they could witness the birth of the Prophesied Alpha.
To welcome the future sovereign of all Six Packs.