Blood Moon: Eclipse

Twice a year, the moon bleeds crimson, and the Vampire Queen presides over a night of indulgence and power-the Blood Moon Festival, where goblets brim with blood, and whispers of the past coil like smoke through the grand halls. It is a night of revelry, of tradition, of control.

But this year, control slips through Cuppy's claws like spilled ink.

She thought she had buried him-Eclipse-along with the past they once shared. A wolf with celestial and infernal blood, the protector of the forsaken, a force of war, obsession, and inevitability. Once, his presence set her world ablaze. Once, she belonged to him.

Now, under the glow of the Blood Moon, he has returned.

Not by choice.

Cuppy had sent a letter-a summons disguised as an invitation. A message he could not ignore. A test she was certain he would refuse. She wanted to know if he would come. She wanted to know if he still could.

She wanted to know if she still mattered.

And now, she has her answer.

Then there's War-her constant, her quiet strength, the one who has never left her side. Where Eclipse is a storm, War is a foundation. A choice that does not threaten to consume her. A choice that makes sense.

But the past does not stay buried. Not when the Blood Moon rises.

When it comes to Eclipse, choices have never truly belonged to her.

Not when he has already answered

But now she likes the power she has and no one is going to take it again.