Chapter 28. The Gift of the Moon

Cybele still felt the cold steel of the dagger when she woke up. Elena was crouched down, looking at her with a soft smile.

"I'm not dead?"

"You can't kill yourself, Cybele. You have werewolf lineage. We don't die with steel daggers."

"So, Kevin...?" She asked as she sat up and saw Kevin still dead beside her and when she looked back at Elena, she had stood up and Gael was beside her, wearing a Royal cloak.

"It's an unforgivable crime, killing an Alpha, Cybele." Gael said, but it didn't comfort Cybele.

Perhaps the cold way it was said, perhaps what she had done to herself was making her feel as if something very bad was going to happen.

She saw the moon approach and bend down over Kevin's body and touch him lovingly, almost reverently.

Cybele remembered that if the legend was true, Kevin was her grandson.

The moon stood up and looked at Cybele with a gaze even colder