Luna's annihilation power descended.
Pure destruction.
Meant to erase me.
To stop the cascade.
To save her perfect order.
But before it struck.
Before it could unmake me.
Luna screamed.
Not just here.
Not just in the Moon Court.
Everywhere.
Throughout the entire Sanctuary.
Her voice exploded from every mouth.
Every wolf with a mask.
Every citizen of perfect order.
Every puppet in the system.
They all stopped.
All turned.
All opened their mouths.
And Luna's scream poured through.
Thousands of voices.
Speaking as one.
The sound was impossible, inhuman—a choir of agony that made the air itself vibrate with wrongness. Each voice perfectly synchronized, creating harmonics that shattered glass in distant windows and made ears bleed. The vibration traveled through stone and bone alike, setting teeth on edge, making the inner ear scream with pressure that had nowhere to go.
"YOU UNMAKE MY ORDER!"
The words echoed.
Multiplied.
Every wolf a speaker.
