One by one, each member gathered, sliced their palms and made a blood oath. They all kept it short and sweet as Antonia fought back tears. Titania was getting too hard to keep at bay so Antonia let her out, shifting as if it was second nature now. Her skin hid away to give Titania's fur a chance to touch the nighttime air. Antonia let her rise to her full height and issued a terrible howl. People stopped in their tracks all along Baltia. They felt it within their bones even if they couldn't put a name to it. That howl was familiar and at the same time different than anything they'd ever heard. They knew deep within, that something strong was rising with the sun. ----------------------------- Antonia Rose Basilia is many things. She's the daughter of an elemental witch and a werewolf king. She's a hybrid. The princess of the island of Baltia. The best friend of a warrior with two werewolf spirits trapped inside. The sister of the most powerful elemental warlock the world has seen. The mate of a mysterious stranger. She's loved and she's hated, preferring the shadows. So what happens when a plot to kill her forces her into the light?