Chapter 13 The Mark Of The Blood Moon

• The crimson glow of the rising Blood Moon drenched the world in a haunting light. Every leaf, every stone, even the air itself seemed tinged with its eerie red hue. The Garun wolves in Heartgrove stirred uneasily, their instincts agitated by the ancient power awakening in the skies.
• Tonight, the battle would no longer be fought in whispers and shadows.
• Tonight, the Alpha of Shadows would strike.