In Lunular Island where the tides rise with the moon, Crisel stands as the most feared and revered Raksha — the alpha bloodline’s protector. But Crisel carries a dangerous secret that no one suspects… she is Alrael’s luna. For fifteen years, she has lived with this secret and kept it even from Alrael himself. The former alpha, Aphael, insisted on this deception, fearing that the same betrayal which murdered Alrael’s mother and sister during the Great Extermination would happen again. Now, Crisel walks beside Alrael as he leads the moonlight wolves by day. But at night, Alrael becomes Black Justice, a vigilante who’s hunting for answers to his family’s slaughter, and Crisel fights by his side as they inch closer to uncovering the conspiracy that threatens the very essence of moonlight wolves. Yet, every moment of closeness is a reminder of what Crisel can never tell him… that she is his Luna, his mate — she can only allow her love to burn in secret. The burden of Crisel’s hidden identity even grows unbearable especially when Alrael is pressured by the village heads to marry and secure the alpha lineage. They believed that the luna is long dead and have arranged his marriage to Giana, a genius from Crescent Village. Now, the wedding day approaches and the weight of the past, the fear of betrayal, and her love for Alrael all collide in that moment. Time… is running out for Crisel. But with the vows spoken, and the preacher having said, “Speak now, or forever hold your peace", Crisel has to make a choice. Will she allow her alpha marry the wrong girl or…. will she speak now? Will she be risking everything and be rudely barging in on the alpha’s white-veil occasion?
View MoreThe quiet of Aphael’s chamber was heavy with sorrow, and as I stood behind Alrael, I could feel the weight of his grief pressing down on both of us. It wasn’t just about his father’s condition… there was a deeper ache, one that lingered in the silences between his words. I had seen that pain before in the rare moments when his guard was down, but here, at his father’s bedside, it was more palpable than ever.Alrael stared at Aphael’s still form as his hand rested gently on his father’s arm. "You should be here," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I should be learning from you, preparing for the future. Not like this."Aphael’s condition was a mystery to everyone. No amount of healing or care had been able to rouse him. The doctors and healers claimed it was linked to the old injury from his battle with Triton, but I wasn’t convinced. An injury like that wouldn’t cause someone to fall into a coma so long. There was something else at play... something darker.I stood silently b
The cold winds of the Valley of Peak were just beginning to stir as Aphael led his pack southward. The towering shadow trees loomed in the distance which marks the edge of enemy territory. The march had been long and grueling, yet silent determination filled the ranks of the moonlight wolves. Aphael, in his human form but feeling every bit of the wolf inside him, glanced at the thick forest ahead. His fur itched to shift, to let the moon’s power take over, but he held back. He needed to keep his mind sharp.Aphael thought that this full-fledged war against the shadow wolves was necessary. The village heads had also made their voices clear — extreme action has to be taken after the recent kidnappings of moonlight wolves’ children. The pressure to retaliate weighed heavily on his shoulders, yet there was a nagging doubt in his mind. The shadow wolves had lived in their secluded darkness for centuries. Why now? Why break the silence?Aphael missed the calm of his home. The Moon Palace fe
The cold winds of the Valley of Peak were just beginning to stir as Aphael led his pack southward. The towering shadow trees loomed in the distance which marks the edge of enemy territory. The march had been long and grueling, yet silent determination filled the ranks of the moonlight wolves. Aphael, in his human form but feeling every bit of the wolf inside him, glanced at the thick forest ahead. His fur itched to shift, to let the moon’s power take over, but he held back. He needed to keep his mind sharp.Aphael thought that this full-fledged war against the shadow wolves was necessary. The village heads had also made their voices clear — extreme action has to be taken after the recent kidnappings of moonlight wolves’ children. The pressure to retaliate weighed heavily on his shoulders, yet there was a nagging doubt in his mind. The shadow wolves had lived in their secluded darkness for centuries. Why now? Why break the silence?Aphael missed the calm of his home. The Moon Palace fe
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