**~ Cyrius POV ~**
I walked out with the babies in my arms… ignoring her screams. Yes, it hurts. It tears through me like wildfire. But I've survived worse.
My birthright was stolen from me. I spent years in a coffin, daggered, forgottenby my own brothers. All that time buried beneath the earth, while the world moved on without me. While he took everything that was meant to be mine.
Thanks to Dahlia, I've awakened. She's the only one who saw what I truly am….what I could become. She told me to stay hidden, to wait in that cursed box until the time was right. Until I could get them.
The babies.
Now that I have them, the next step is finding her. She promised me power. She said their blood could awaken something ancient, something crescent, buried deep inside me. And once she draws it out…I will rise. Stronger than anyone. Stronger than the brothers who left me to rot.
I'll become the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack.
