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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 17. In the tunnel
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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 18. An assassin
WILLA’s POV "Leave us," Nox commanded, his voice a low growl that sent the maids scurrying from the room. They'd somehow managed to make my quarters look decent, though I couldn't bring myself to feel grateful. Not when I knew nothing of what was going on. I wasn't sure whether to thank Hunter for his timely arrival or curse him for interrupting... whatever that moment had been. All I knew was that I was back in the packhouse, not being sold to my uncle. At least, I didn't think so. That uncertainty coiled in my stomach. Part of me itched to know why he had come all this way. What scheme he had under his sleeve. The question burned on my tongue, but I couldn’t afford to ask. Not yet. Not when suspicion would only tighten the noose around my neck. It was the last thing I needed. I was not being dragged back to Moonveil and that was all I needed … the tension in my chest releasing just enough for me to breathe again. Those midnight eyes landed on me. "You've
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 19. Two on one
WILLA’s POV “Willa," she said, her voice muffled by the fabric over her nose and mouth … low, as if she was testing the name on her tongue. My name. I blinked. How did she—? “Who are you?" My voice came out sharper than I intended. I didn’t know anyone in this pack. I didn’t even belong here. “Seeing that you're no longer in the dungeon, nor sent back there after yesterday’s event,” She ignored my question. “The Alpha must have allowed it." I stiffened, my fingers itching to reach for the dagger that was no longer there. So, I instinctively shuffled back, putting more distance between us. She knew I’d been in the dungeon. Knew about last night… How did she know all these? How? I could only think of one alarming explanation … could have been someone my uncle sent—an assassin, she looked more of it, probably here to drag me back. I shifted on the balls of my feet, gauging the distance between us. gauging the distance I would likely have to run across. Her gaze f
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 20. To hunt
NOX’s POV The pressure built, white-hot and urgent. I groaned low in my throat as I reached my peak, holding her head down with one firm hand. My breath came out in hot, rapid bursts, misting the air as I clenched my teeth, stifling a growl I should’ve let out. My head tilted back, eyes closed, lips parted in silent, cruel ecstasy. The young woman on her knees swallowed everything… greedily. But even as the satisfaction crept through my veins, it wasn’t enough. It never was. For the past twenty-four hours, I’d indulged myself in this… distraction. One woman after the next, seeking something I couldn’t name, trying to burn off the edge that gnawed at me. But no matter how many bodies I took, no matter how many breaths I stole, it wasn’t enough. I still felt her. That damn scent. Her wolf— Goddess! I had sensed it, and it had taken every ounce of my strength to keep my own beast tamed. Those eyes of hers, asking for things I wasn't sure she even knew she wanted … her e
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 1. A dawn of sorrow
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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 2. A chance at freedom
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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 3. A voice like night
Willa’s POV The sight of the heavy shackles had me screaming, kicking, and fighting. I could not understand why they were blaming me for things I knew nothing about. I was terrified beyond my wits, especially when the cold metal bit into my sore wrists, ankles, and around my neck. I was a prisoner once more. I was not sure what I was expecting, but what happened next sent me to new heights of agony. A grunt, the leader grabbed the end of my chains and began to drag me along the thorn-riddled ground. I cried, trying to scramble to my feet, but I was weighed down by the shackles. The guards took turns dragging me down the rocky terrain, my screams roaring. Eternity passed, and I had retreated somewhere extremely dark and ugly in my mind. Until a voice cut through my bloodied daze. “We caught the wench, Alpha!” I was thrown across a distance, sliding across surprisingly smooth floors. “With all that dried blood from escaping previously, we smelled the filth from a mile away!
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