Hades
I turned to face the members of the round table council. "You do know why I made a deal with Darius Valmont?" I asked. We all had to be on the same page. I had been partially withholding information and plans for five years now, mostly because they had all been enemies at some point.
"To secure the blessed twin of the prophecy," Ambassador Morrison spoke up. "Operation Eclipse."
"Under the full moon's silver gaze, twins shall be born. One brings blessing, hope, and light, the other a curse, shifting as a Lycan, destined to bring ruin and darkness to the pack," Ambassador Montegue read out. He turned, his gaze finally shifting to me.
I let the weight of Montegue's words hang in the air, meeting each gaze around the table with cold certainty.
"The Prophecy of Fenrir's Divide," I finished for him, fingers tracing the edge of the polished table. "It's not just some relic of ancient superstition."
