Zara
If Alpha Kane did not want me as the Demon Queen, then I would not wear that crown. Power taken at the cost of his trust was not power I desired. I was his Luna, nothing more, nothing less, and that truth outweighed every dark throne the shadows ever offered me.
I was the first Luna of Sterling Empire, bound not by fear or magic, but by blood, loyalty, and a love forged in war.
The night the demons came calling, the moon was crimson, heavy with prophecy. They whispered promises of dominion, of fire bending to my will, of shadows kneeling at my feet.
They wanted a queen born of balance, light enough to rule wolves, dark enough to command demons. They wanted me.
But they forgot one thing. I was already claimed.
Alpha Kane stood at the highest balcony of the Sterling packhouse, his presence a living storm. The wind bowed to him. The wolves below stilled, feeling their Alpha King's fury ripple through the earth.
