The sky cracked with silver fire.
Aria stood frozen, breath shallow, as the Hollow One's revelation echoed in her bones.
"Your father was Alpha Calidor."
The name struck like lightning, splitting her soul wide open. Her magic responded to it. No, resonated with it.
The eclipse reached its peak. A perfect circle of shadow swallowed the moon, yet its light didn't vanish.
It poured into her.
Flames of silver and midnight-blue erupted from Aria's core, swirling around her like twin dragons of light and shadow. Her hair lifted in the energy, and her eyes lit with the glow of a thousand moons.
Ancient markings appeared on her arms and collarbone, runes in the old tongue of Selene, the werewolves official language named after the Moon Goddess.
She whispered, staring at her hands, "So this is Moonblood…"
Kael sighs, "Every single time something new is discovered, she reacts to it. I wonder when she would be fully awakened."
"I doubt she would ever be." Rael said
