I sit at the breakfast table, my mind completely lost in thought.
The dream—no, the memory—I just had doesn’t make any sense to me.
There’s so much to unpack. So many unanswered questions.
Ever since I started getting Nyx’s memories, I always assumed their mother was a Luna. I thought maybe their father had been an Alpha who died, leaving their mom to lead the pack. But now… I’m not so sure about that theory anymore.
A Queen.
A Kingdom.
None of that rings a bell. There’s no record in werewolf history of monarchs, ever. So where do Nyx and Xena really come from?
They mentioned mates, but that’s the only link I can connect them to the werewolf species. Crowns, thrones—none of it makes any sense.
The only monarchy I know of is in the human world. And we can all agree that Nyx is anyth
