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Blood 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 : 2024-12-07Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 22. Blood and Fury
(DAMON'S POINT OF VIEW)**********The crowd cheers loudly after Cain’s toast, but I don’t join in. My eyes stay on Nora. Something’s wrong. She’s fidgeting, her hands clutching her dress tightly. Her eyes dart around, not in excitement, but in a way that sets my nerves on edge.I take her hand in mine. It's cold. Too cold. “Nora, you're shaking.” I whisper, leaning closer. “What’s going on? What's wrong?.”She doesn’t answer. Her gaze snaps to mine, and for a brief moment, I catch the storm swirling in her eyes. Before I can say more, her hand flies out. She grabs my goblet just as it touches my lips, the force enough to slosh wine onto the ground.“Nora, what are you—”Gasps ripple through the crowd. For a moment, the air feels heavier, quieter. Her face is pale, but her eyes blaze with determination.She doesn’t answer. Instead, she turns and walks away, her steps fast and determined, clutching the goblet like it holds a deadly secret.Then, it happens. I feel it before I see it—a
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 23. Shadows in the Morning
(Damon’s Point of View)*********The pale light of dawn filters through the curtains, casting faint shadows on the walls. My chest tightens as I glance at the bed where Nora lies. She’s still pale, her face void of the fiery strength I’ve grown to admire. But her chest rises and falls, even if just faintly. I sit beside her, gripping her cold hand in mine, silently thanking the Goddess for sparing her life.It’s been hours since the attack. My packhouse still smells of blood and burnt wood. The screams and growls from last night echo in my head like a haunting melody. But none of that matters right now—only Nora. Her pulse is weak, but it’s there. That’s enough to keep me grounded, for now.I hear a knock on the door and look up. Liam steps in, his face as grim as I feel. His white shirt is torn, bloodstains streaking across his chest and arms–not all his own. He fought fiercely last night, like the rest of us.“Alpha,” he says, bowing slightly. “We’ve secured the remaining attackers
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 24. Echoes of the Secrets Beneath
(NORA’S POINT OF VIEW)*********Pain greets me like an unwelcome guest, hammering at my skull. My temples throb as if a thousand wolves are clawing inside my head. I groan, pressing my fingers to the ache, willing it to ease. The scent around me is warm and familiar, a mix of pine, rain, cedarwood, and something uniquely Damon.My eyes flutter open, and I realize where I am—Damon’s room.The space feels both commanding and serene. Dark wood dominates the room, from the massive bed frame to the bookshelves that line one wall, filled with everything from ancient pack chronicles to leather-bound classics. A fireplace crackles softly, casting flickers of amber light over the midnight blue curtains that frame tall windows. Damon’s scent lingers in the air, wrapping around me like a protective cocoon. It’s comforting. Too comforting.I close my eyes, trying to piece together what happened. The memories crash into me like a storm—the ambush, the teeth sinking into my side, the fear gripping
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 24. A Heart Torn Between
(NORA'S POINT OF VIEW)The weight of the day presses down on me as I watch the children play outside the house. Eli, Zane, and Lily are chasing each other through the yard, their laughter light and free. My heart swells, but a quiet ache settles in my chest. They look so happy, so innocent. It’s hard to believe that only a few weeks ago, I almost lost everything. The attack. The blood. The fear.I touch my chest, feeling the faint scar that reminds me of how close I came to dying. It's hard to ignore the gnawing sense of something unfinished. I’ve been reborn, yes, but I’m still carrying the weight of my past life—my past pain.I don’t know how to balance this new life, this family, with the fire of vengeance that burns inside me. I had a purpose once, a mission. But now, with the triplets so eager to love me, I wonder if it’s too late to go down that path. Can I really hunt down those who took my old life? Is that even what I should do with the time I’ve been given?Damon enters the
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Blood Moon: Vengeance of the Reborn Luna 26. No Escaping Alpha Damon
Morning light streams through the curtains, and I can still feel the heat of Damon's lips on mine. I press my fingers to my lips, remembering how soft yet firm they felt, how they sent waves of warmth through me. My cheeks flush as the memory deepens. What was I thinking? I bury my face in my hands, groaning.“You’re overthinking,” Red says dryly in my head.“No, I made a fool of myself,” I argue back.Red scoffs. “You kissed your mate. That’s not foolish.”“But Damon is Nora’s mate, not mine,” I whisper. My voice wavers, and I can feel my wolf rolling her eyes.“You are Nora. Or have you forgotten?”Her words stab at my heart. She’s wrong—I’m Lira. I was killed, reborn into this body, and burdened with memories of a past life. If Damon finds out, he might hate me. Or worse...I groan louder, pulling the pillow over my head. “I’ll just avoid him.”Red chuckles. “For how long? You live in the same house, Nora.”“Until I don’t want to sink into the ground whenever I hear his voice or ca
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Blood 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Blood 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,”
Last Updated : 2024-12-11
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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
