Chapter 135 Luna Of The Nightfang
- (POV — Lupita)
- The sun rose softly over the mountains, its golden fingers breaking through the mist that clung to Blackthorn’s sacred altar. The air was still heavy with the echoes of power, with the quiet hum of the Veil, my Veil now, whispering through the air like a familiar spirit.
- For the first time, I didn’t resist it.