The child of the most feared Lycan and most respected Luna is about to turn twenty-one, and with her age comes her ability to grant affinities to werewolves so they can become Lycans- there's only one problem: she can't.
As the youngest of royal families begin to die out due to an unknown assassin, Lux is enlisted by Stark with a Lycan almost as powerful as himself: Tempest. With the protection of the dangerous, alluring Tempest and the estranged witch called Kendra, Lux begins her journey to escape the assassin who hunts down the Legacy of the Royals: herself.
"I'm wrong!" I choke on a whisper, the words barely getting past my lips before I collapsed in the field of tulips. "I'm defective, and I'm being hunted down like some- some animal because of it!"
The hurt in his eyes burned me to my core. He dropped to knees before me, pulling my wracking body to his chest. "No, Lux. You're not wrong. You're not defective. You're perfect, in every single way. And I swear to the Goddess that I will chuck your sweet ass into the river if you ever call yourself that again."
I buried my face deeper in his warm embrace, letting go of all my pain and anger then and there.
It was the only thing I could do to feel alive again.