The chamber felt ancient.
Soft silver light glowed from the runes carved into the stone walls.
Lena stepped inside slowly.
Her heartbeat quickened as the strange energy in the room wrapped around her like a whisper.
"What is this place?" she asked.
Eira followed her inside.
"A sanctuary," the elder explained. "Created long before our pack existed."
Kael glanced around cautiously.
"For Moonborn witches?" he asked.
"For balance," Eira corrected.
Lena approached a circular stone altar in the center of the chamber.
Symbols carved into the surface pulsed faintly.
The moment she touched the stone, a sudden vision flooded her mind.
Moonlight.
Wolves and witches standing together.
A woman with silver eyes raising her hands toward the sky.
Then darkness.
Fire sweeping across a battlefield.
Lena staggered back.
"What did you see?" Kael asked.
"A war," Lena whispered.
Eira nodded slowly.
"That was the last Moonborn."
Lena frowned.
"What happened to her?"
Eira's expression darkened.
"She disappeared."
Kael crossed his arms.
"That doesn't explain the war."
Eira looked toward the glowing runes.
"The Moonborn united wolves and witches once before," she said.
"Until someone betrayed them."
Lena felt a chill crawl through her spine.
Outside the chamber wind rushed through the trees.
And somewhere deep in the forest, Selene was watching.