CROWNED BY BLOOD

The early morning air tasted of dew and pine as I stood in the clearing behind Celeste's cabin, my boots sinking slightly into the mossy earth. Across from me, Kai stood tall and steady, arms crossed over his broad chest, a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Again," he ordered, his voice calm but commanding.

I narrowed my eyes, focusing on the strange pressure building in my chest that coiled, electric pulse I'd only recently begun to understand. I locked eyes with Kai. The power surged.

"Submit."

The word left my lips before I could think twice. The wind around us seemed to hush, and for a heartbeat, nothing moved. Then Kai's knees buckled. He sank to the ground, one hand braced against the earth, his head bowed.

My eyes widened in horror. "Kai! I didn't mean to"

He lifted his gaze to me, eyes dark with something unreadable. Slowly, deliberately, he rose to his full height, brushing moss from his pants.

"Well, that settles it," he said, voice roughened with something between awe and caution. "You can command an Alpha."

Heat rushed to my face. "I'm sorry. I didn't think it would actually work."

He tilted his head. "Luna, you told me to submit. My wolf couldn't resist you. That wasn't a suggestion. It was a royal command."

The term made me flinch. Royal command. It felt unnatural in my mouth, too big for someone like me, someone still broken in places Marcus had torn open.

Kai must have seen it in my expression because his voice softened. "You're stronger than any wolf I've ever known. But power like that comes with weight. You can't use it in anger. Or fear. You have to control it."

I turned away, arms crossing tightly over my chest. "What if I can't? What if I become the monster they think I am?"

"Then I'll stop you," he said simply. "But I don't think I'll need to. You're not like them."

I looked back at him, surprised. "Them?"

He stepped closer, eyes never leaving mine. "Those who crave power for its own sake. You didn't ask for this. That's why you might actually be the one we need."

 The emergency call came just after sunset. A rogue pack had attacked a small human town on the edge of neutral territory, a place where werewolves sometimes hid their young during unrest. The children were the targets.

We arrived just in time to see chaos unfolding. Smoke curled from broken windows, screams echoed through the air, and the scent of blood both human and wolf tainted the wind.

Kai gave orders, directing warriors to the perimeter. But my focus zeroed in on a small, trembling group of children cornered near a burning schoolhouse. Three rogue wolves circled them, growling low.

"Stay back," Kai warned, grabbing my wrist.

But I shrugged him off. "They're children."

"We don't know how many rogues are here, Luna. We can't risk"

"I won't let them die."

Before he could stop me, I was sprinting through the chaos, heart pounding in rhythm with my footsteps. As I neared the children, the rogues turned their attention to me, lips curling back over bloodstained fangs.

I stopped, feet planted wide, drawing on that ancient fire inside me. The same electric pull flared to life.

"I command you to submit!"

The words exploded from my chest like thunder.

The rogues faltered mid-pounce. Their bodies seized, eyes clouding with confusion, then clarity. Slowly, painfully, they dropped to their bellies, tails tucked.

Silence fell.

The children stared at me with wide, tear-streaked faces. I knelt, lowering my voice. "You're safe now. Come with me."

A small boy with a torn hoodie stepped forward first. Then the others followed.

Kai met me halfway, eyes locked on the subdued rogues. "You commanded them. Not just froze or frightened you bent their will."

I nodded, my heart still racing. "I didn't mean to do it like that. It just... happened."

He glanced at the children clinging to my legs. "Happened or not, you just saved lives."

One of the mothers rushed forward, tears streaming down her face as she scooped her daughter into her arms. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But... what are you?"

The question struck harder than I expected. I had no answer.

 The next day, Celeste summoned an elder from a distant pack, a gnarled old man with milky eyes and a voice like rustling leaves. His name was Elder Brann.

He studied me for what felt like hours, his cloudy gaze never wavering.

"It is as I feared," he said finally. "The prophecy speaks true."

"What prophecy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"The rise of the Lycan Queen," he replied. "A she-wolf born of royal blood, able to command the wild and tame the warring tribes. She will unite the supernatural under one rule, or see it all fall into ruin."

The words felt like a stone dropped in the pit of my stomach.

"You're saying... that's me?"

He nodded. "You bear the mark in your eyes. The gift in your voice. The strength in your spirit."

I turned to Kai. "You knew."

He didn't deny it. "I suspected. It's why I sought you out. But I wanted you to discover it for yourself."

I stood, pacing. "So what now? Am I supposed to rally packs like some queen from an old war 

story? I don't want a throne. I just want to stop the people who hurt me."

"Justice and leadership aren't enemies," Kai said quietly. "You can do both."

I looked at him, my chest aching with the weight of it all. Destiny, prophecy, power. I didn't asked for any of it. But maybe, just maybe, I could use it.

"Then we start now," I said. "We find the ones behind this. And we end it."

Kai smiled, not with amusement, but with pride. "As you command, Luna."

The wind whispered through the trees, and for once since Marcus shattered my world, I felt something stir in my bones.

Purpose.