Aria's mind reeled as she tried to process the Vampwolf's words. She was the key to unlocking the balance between light and darkness? What did that even mean?
The Vampwolf seemed to sense her confusion and took a step closer to her. "You come from a long line of powerful women," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "Women who have been chosen to wield the power of the Blood Moon."
Aria's eyes widened as she remembered her grandmother's stories about their family's history. She had always thought they were just mere tales, but now she wasn't so sure.
"What power?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Vampwolf's gaze seemed to burn with intensity. "The power to control the balance," he said. "To tip the scales in favor of either light or darkness."
Aria felt a shiver run down her spine. She didn't know if she was ready for such a responsibility.
"Why me?" she asked, her voice firm.
The Vampwolf's gaze locked onto hers. "Because you have the ancient bloodline running through your veins," he said. "A bloodline that holds the key to unlocking the secrets of the Blood Moon."
Aria's eyes narrowed. She didn't know what to make of the Vampwolf's words, but she knew that she had to learn more.
Suddenly, the Vampwolf's eyes flickered to the side, and he growled low in his throat. Aria followed his gaze and saw a group of shadowy figures emerging from the trees.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Vampwolf's gaze locked onto hers. "It's the Shadow Pack," he said. "They're here to claim you for themselves."
Aria's heart pounded in her chest. She knew that she was in grave danger...
(To be continued...)