The second wave broke the southern line in four minutes.

Not because Crimson Fang failed.

Because no wall was built for that many bodies.

Feral wolves poured through the trees.

Marked.

Screaming.

Driven forward by the Eclipse Shard.

Elara felt every black m

“Open the door, Silver Wolf.”

Silas’s voice did not come through Elara’s ears.

It came through the Moonwell.

Through the Eclipse Shard.

Through every place where corrupted lunar power touched the real thing.

Astra dug her claws into the earth.

Black pressure wr

The hidden clearing was no longer hidden.

Black metal stakes surrounded the Moonwell.

Six of them.

Driven deep into the earth.

Dark energy ran between them like chains.

At the center stood Silas Crowe.

Human.

Tall.

Thin.

Nothing about him looked powerful enough