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Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 14. Cracks in the Armor
The moon watches silently as the past claws its way into my present.The lone wolf’s words replay in my mind like a haunting melody: “They know… Luna…”I stand frozen, staring at the lifeless body of my spy. My chest tightens as realization sets in. My careful web of secrets is starting to unravel, strand by strand.Damon turns to me, his eyes sharp with suspicion. “You sent someone to spy.” His tone is low but laced with fury. “Didn’t you?”I don’t answer. My wolf, Red, growls softly in my head, urging me to protect the truth. But the longer I stay silent, the more Damon’s anger burns.He steps closer, his voice sharp. “Don’t test me, Nora. What have you done?”I meet his gaze, forcing my expression to remain calm. “I didn’t send anyone.” The lie tastes bitter on my tongue.His jaw tightens, and I can tell he doesn’t believe me. Before he can press further, Beta Cain arrives, his face pale as he takes in the scene. His usual smug demeanor is replaced by unease.“What’s going on?” Cai
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 15. The Weight of Secrets
The training yard feels alive with the morning chill, the sound of clashing wood and grunts filling the air. I stand opposite Gamma Liam, the head of the warriors, gripping a wooden training rod in both hands. The weight is balanced, familiar, but as Liam charges toward me with a grin, I realize something is wrong.I swing, aiming for his side, but he ducks smoothly and counters with a jab to my ribs. The impact is sharp, even through the padding. I stumble, barely catching myself.“Focus, Luna,” Liam says, stepping back to give me space. “You’re too stiff. Let your instincts guide you.”My instincts. They’ve served me well before. I fought and won against warriors from the Ravenclaw pack. My body remembers the movements, the strategies, definitely from Nora's muscle memory. Yet here, against Liam, I’m failing.I nod, wiping sweat from my brow. “Again.”Liam doesn’t hesitate. He comes at me with swift strikes, each one faster than the last. I block, step back, and counter, but his rod
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 16. The Snare
The day has arrived, and my chest feels tight with dread. Damon is preparing for the meeting, his expression unreadable as he buttons his shirt and fastens his belt. Every movement is calm, calculated—completely unaware of the trap waiting for him.“You don’t have to do this,” I say, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to sound casual.He glances at me, his brows furrowing. “You’ve been tense all morning, Nora. What’s going on?”I shake my head quickly. “Nothing. I just... I don’t trust Garrett.”“Neither do I,” he says, his tone sharp. “But that’s exactly why I need to go. I need to know who sent that rogue wolf, who killed him and what his last message meant.”My stomach churns. He’s walking into danger, and nothing I say will stop him. So, I decide I’ll stop him another way. A way he’ll never see coming.* * *I spend the next hour pacing the house, my thoughts spinning out of control. He can’t go to that meeting. I won’t let him. But I need a plan—one that doesn’t give me a
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 17. A Step Ahead
I slip back into the house, my cloak dripping water onto the wooden floors. My chest heaves as I fight to catch my breath, my heart still races from the forest chase, but I force myself to appear calm. No one can know where I’ve been or what I’ve heard.The halls are quiet, save for the faint hum of voices from the pack’s chambers. I make my way to my room, each step careful and measured. My hands tremble as I push open the door. Inside, I peel off my soaked clothes, the fabric clinging stubbornly to me like a second skin, heavy and uncomfortable. The cold bites at me, but I ignore it, grabbing a towel to dry myself as quickly as I can.The image of Garrett’s warriors closing in on me flashes in my mind, and I shiver—not from the cold, but from the memory of how close I came to being caught.I change into a fresh tunic and leggings, brushing out my damp hair. My reflection in the mirror looks pale and tired, but there’s no time to dwell on that. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 18. The First Night
The village buzzes with life. Everywhere I turn, someone is preparing for tonight’s Lunar Eclipse Festival. It’s the most important celebration for Moonlair—a tribute to the Moon Goddess for her guidance and protection. Children race through the village square, their laughter ringing out like bells. The air smells of roasted meats, sweet honeyed bread, and the faint tang of herbs being prepared for the festival offerings.The makeshift kitchen outside is a whirl of activity. The smell of honey-glazed ham and spiced potatoes wafts through the field, making my stomach rumble despite my nerves. Several pack members laugh as they chop vegetables and knead dough for the feast. I spot Elder Valerie supervising the arrangements with her sharp eyes and biting comments, her words sparking occasional bursts of nervous laughter from the cooks.The normalcy of it all feels surreal, like a fragile mask hiding the storm beneath. My stomach churns. If I don’t act tonight, Damon could be dead by sunr
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 19. The Second Night
The village feels like a ghost town as I stroll through its quiet streets. The aftermath of last night’s festivities lingers in the air—faint traces of laughter and the scent of incense. Most pack members are still asleep, resting in preparation for tonight. Only a few move about, their steps lazy, their faces soft with contentment.But I am far from content.I should feel relief. No one was poisoned last night. Garrett never showed up. Everything went smoothly, yet this gnawing unease won’t leave me. It coils in my gut, a restless snake that won’t stop hissing.The breeze carries the faint aroma of wildflowers and earth as I wander aimlessly, trying to clear my head. My feet crunch against the gravel path, their steady rhythm grounding me. The tension in my chest should ease, but it doesn’t. My thoughts race back to Cain, Garrett, and their plans. If they didn’t act last night, it only means they’re waiting for the right moment.Lost in thought, I don’t realize where I am until I see
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 20. The Total Lunar Eclipse
The warm golden light of dawn seeps into the room, gently pulling me from my sleep. I wake up smiling, though I can’t explain why. It feels odd, like my soul has been kissed by some invisible force, leaving a trail of joy behind. I stretch lazily, savoring the feeling.As I sit up, the thought crosses my mind: perhaps Cain and Garrett gave up on their plan to poison Damon. Maybe they realized someone overheard them and decided the risk wasn’t worth it. The hope of it fills me with cautious relief.After dressing in a simple blue gown, I step into the living room just in time to see Cain and Liam entering Damon’s study. They look travel-worn but composed, their boots dusted with the dirt of distant lands.What assignment did Damon send them on?I push the question aside. Today is the final day of the Lunar Eclipse Festival. No time to brood.“Good morning, dear,” Grand Luna Eve greets me, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “You look... radiant today. Any particular reason?”I laugh, bru
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 21. The Roar of Chaos
The square explodes into chaos. Screams tear through the air, blending with the snarls of wolves and the sickening crunch of bone. The festive lights swing wildly above the fray, casting broken, flickering shadows across overturned tables and spilled wine. The sweet scent of roasted meat and fresh flowers is now drowned by the metallic tang of blood and the acrid stench of fear.I’m in the center of it all, my breath shallow, my heart hammering like a war drum. Wolves clash with unshifted humans, their improvised weapons no match for the beasts. The sand beneath my feet is damp with blood, sticky and warm against my bare skin.“Jessica! Eli! Zane! Lily!” I scream, my voice hoarse with desperation. My eyes dart wildly, scanning the chaos for their small, familiar forms.Nothing.The Moon Goddess must hear me. She has to. I push past a crowd, clutching a splintered chair leg with trembling hands. Around me, growls and cries rise like a storm, deafening and unrelenting.A flash of silver
Last Updated : 2024-12-07
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Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 35. Missing: Present and Past
My heart keeps pounding as I walk back quickly to Damon's room, push the door open and close it behind me. My hands tremble as I sit on the edge of the bed, my mind spinning. The ledger is gone. Missing.The thought keeps hammering in my head like a drumbeat I can’t silence. How long has it been missing? Who took it? Could it be Cain? My chest tightens at the impossibility, the edges of my vision blurring with panic. I press my fingers against my temples, trying to rub away the throbbing ache building behind my eyes. These headaches are relentless, creeping up on me more often than ever. I sigh, frustrated, and glance around Damon’s room. It feels suffocating, the walls closing in on me, as if the missing ledger holds my very sanity hostage.My throat feels parched, but I don’t move to get water. Instead, I replay every moment in my mind. Someone knows. Someone knows I’ve been watching Cain.But who?It’s not Damon. If he found the ledger, he would’ve confronted me, his stormy eyes d
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 34. The Circle Tightens
The weight of their stares burns my skin, but I keep my head high, my eyes cold as steel. The murmurs grow louder, like a swarm of bees buzzing around me, but I don’t let it faze me. “Claire,” I say softly, my voice cutting through the noise like a blade. “We all have our stories, don’t we? And some are better left untold.” Her smile falters for the briefest second before she masks it again. The she-wolves shift in their seats, exchanging uncertain glances. I sit straighter, a quiet fire igniting in my chest. If Claire wants a war, she’ll get one. But it’ll be on my terms. Claire clears her throat, forcing an awkward laugh. “Nora, I didn’t mean to insult your pride or anything. I was just stating—” I cut her off before she can finish. “Claire,” I say, my tone as sharp as a dagger, “what do you think about the evidence of your mate stealing pack resources, receiving bribes, and committing other criminal acts?” The room goes silent. Every gaze swings to Claire, their curiosity
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 33. The Circle of Deceit
Liam strides into the dining hall as we’re halfway through breakfast. The children are chattering noisily—Lily giggling at Zane’s attempt to stack eggs on his fork, Eli narrating some grand adventure he apparently dreamed about last night. The warm, mundane chaos of family fills the room.Damon looks up at Liam’s entrance. Liam bows respectfully to us, then leans down to whisper something in Damon’s ear. Whatever he says makes Damon stiffen, his jaw tightening. Surprise flickers across his face, quickly followed by determination, then anger.“I’ll be back,” Damon says abruptly, pushing back his chair. He strides out of the room with Liam before I can ask what’s wrong.I watch him leave, unease bubbling in my chest. My gaze lingers on the empty doorway, my mind racing with questions.“Mama,” Zane calls, drawing my attention back to the table. “Look!”He’s balancing an apple on his head, grinning like he’s performed a grand trick. Lily claps, her curls bouncing. “You look like a silly A
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 32. Kala
The commotion in the market draws my attention. I turn toward the noise and freeze. A long line of slaves trudges past, their wrists chained, their bodies bent under the weight of exhaustion. Their faces are gaunt, hollow, and streaked with dirt, their clothes tattered beyond recognition. The merchants leading them bark orders, whips in hand, striking those who stumble.I catch my breath when one of the slaves collapses—a girl, too young, her frail body crumpling to the muddy ground. A whip cracks through the air, slashing across her back, tearing through her tattered clothes. The girl doesn’t even cry out; she’s too weak to make a sound.“Stand!” the man with the whip bellows, his face contorted in fury. When she doesn’t move, he raises the whip again.“Stop it!” The words escape my lips before I think. The man freezes mid-swing, his beady eyes snapping toward me.The other merchants and their miserable captives halt. Even the bustle of the market seems to fade as people turn to watc
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna Chapter 31: Through the Tempest
The rain pours down in icy sheets, drenching me to the bone. My fists slam into the wooden dummy again and again, the rhythm of my punches syncing with the storm. Each strike burns, my knuckles raw and splitting, but I don’t stop. I can’t. The cold rain numbs my fingers, yet the fire inside me rages hotter.I think of Damon—his smirk, his warmth, his maddening calmness. Why does he have this hold on me? Then Cain and Claire flash in my mind. They robbed me of everything. My life as Lira, my family, my future. And here I am, reborn as Nora Moonblood, trapped in a new life I didn’t choose, pretending to be someone I’m not.I land another punch, and the dummy creaks. The pain in my knuckles barely registers. Each hit feels like an attempt to shatter my doubts, my anger, my confusion. Who am I, really? Lira, the weak she-wolf who trusted too much? Or Nora, the strong Luna determined to rewrite her fate?The rain drowns out my ragged breaths, muting the storm in my chest—until strong arms
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 30. The Storms Within and Without
I push open Damon’s door, still lost in thought about Grand Luna Eve’s late-night escape. Where could she have gone last night? Why was she cloaked?The room is dimly lit, and the scent of fresh soap fills the air. My gaze lands on Damon.He stands by the window, shirtless, a towel slung low on his hips. His wet hair glistens under the flickering lantern light, sending rivulets of water down his chiseled chest. My eyes follow one drop as it travels from his sharp collarbone, over his taut abs, and disappears below the towel's edge.I gulp, heat spreading across my cheeks. His shoulders are broad, muscles flexing as he adjusts the window latch. Every inch of him screams strength, and I feel the tension in the air thickening as my eyes linger.“See something you like?” Damon’s voice is low, teasing, snapping me out of my trance.I look up to find his smirk—confident, knowing. My mouth opens, but no words come out.“You can’t see everything from over there,” he continues, his tone drippi
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 29. Board Games and Cloaked Secrets
The walk home is quiet, the weight of the council meeting still pressing on my mind. When we step into the house, the warmth of the hearth embraces us, but Damon’s piercing gaze brings me back to reality.“Nora,” he says, his voice soft but firm. “Are you okay?”I glance up at him, startled by the tenderness in his tone. His concern catches me off guard, but I nod. “I’m fine. Thank you for standing up for me earlier. Cain deserved everything he got.”Damon’s jaw tightens, and he folds his arms across his chest. “How did you know about Cain’s theft?”For a moment, I hesitate. The memory of the anonymous letter flashes in my mind. I could tell him, but something holds me back. I meet his eyes, steady and unwavering. “I got an anonymous tip.”Damon sighs and shakes his head, his dark brows furrowing. “Nora, I’m still waiting for you to see that you can trust me.”“All in good time,” I reply, offering him a faint smile.He doesn’t push further. Instead, he walks to his room, leaving me in
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 28. The First Move
I stare at the crumpled letter in my hand, my heartbeat pounding like a war drum. The words echo in my head, sharp and biting like the cold wind of a winter storm. My fingers tremble, but not with fear. No. This is something deeper—rage. With a sharp exhale, I tear the letter into tiny pieces, each rip satisfying a deep part of me.The scraps flutter to the ground like defeated enemies, but the fire inside me still burns.“Not now,” I whisper to myself, my voice low and steady. “Not now. But soon.”* * *When I enter the house, I catch Sigma Sean at the opposite door. He’s about to leave, his tall frame filling the doorway. I force a smile, masking the storm brewing inside me.“Sean,” I call out, drawing his attention. “How’s Natasha doing? She must be close now.”Sean’s face lights up like a boy with a jar of sweets. “She’s glowing, Luna! Glowing! The pup is strong—I can feel it already.” His pride is infectious, and his eagerness brings warmth to my heart.“I’m happy for you, Sean,”
Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 27. Ghosts of Memories and Whispers of Revenge
I am six years old again, sitting in the warm embrace of my mama’s lap as she brushes my hair. Her touch is gentle, her humming soft and familiar. The scent of lavender from her favorite oil lingers in the air."Lira, be a good girl until we get back, okay?" Mama’s voice is as soothing as ever, but there’s an urgency in her tone today.I nod, my little heart swelling with the pride of her trust.Papa kneels before me, his rough hands cupping my cheeks as he plants a kiss on my forehead. "My Lira has always been a good girl."His words wrap around me like a warm blanket. I smile back at him, not knowing this moment will be the last of its kind.Then, suddenly, everything changes. They are gone.The room turns dark, the walls closing in on me. Shadows stretch and writhe, swallowing every trace of comfort. I clutch my chest as panic surges. "Mama? Papa?" My voice trembles, echoing back like a cruel taunt.The silence is deafening. And then, fire.Flames lick at the walls, their greedy to
