Cassiel spoke, his voice firm and unwavering, "Who are you, and what do you want?"
The intruder's lips curled into a sinister smile, his voice dripping with a chilling confidence. "You can call me The Intruder. And what I want, dear Cassiel, is the end of your pack, the demise of the Moon Goddess, and the realization of my ultimate ambition."
Recognizing the voice immediately, Cassiel couldn't keep his surprise to himself, "Why would you interfere with the Moon, Silas?" Hearing the name, the other three couldn't believe their ears.
Why was Silas here? Was he behind all the problems so far?
Dáinn, who didn't like the sight of the man in front of him stepped forward, positioning himself firmly between Silas and Cassiel. His tall, imposing figure shielded his mate from the intruder's malevolent gaze. The air around him seemed to crackle with an electric charge as his wolf's presence radiated strength and power.
