Chapter 150

VALENTINA The night tore itself apart around me. Shadows and light surged violently, flames of power curling from my skin as both wolves roared inside me. My form began to shift, tearing at the edges of flesh, reshaping bones as they cracked violently. Half of me erupted in silver fur, vibrant and burning under the moonlight, Kira’s eyes glowing bright and liquid with silver flames. The other half darkened to black as obsidian, Veraka’s moonstone eyes slicing through the chaos with feral intent. I was both light and shadow, flame and void, a living storm made flesh and fury. The battlefield froze. Our warriors stumbled, mouths open, eyes wide with awe. Rogues at the front faltered, terror etched across their snarling faces. Even the general with silver hair—heir to the Gemini—stilled mid-step, lips curling in a mixture of shock and amusement. “The last daughter of the Gemini Moon!” His voice cut like steel across the battlefield, echoing against fire and stone. “The one promised to us