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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 43. The plan
Willa’s POV His tall frame loomed over me, one hand gripping the blood-stained arrow. The flickering lamplight cast half his face in darkness, accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw and the intensity in his midnight eyes. "Are you certain of this?" Nox's voice was low, almost a growl. His gaze bore into mine, searching for any hint of doubt. "That whoever you plan to use can find him?" He wasn’t questioning my ability, or trying to know who it was I would be using, not exactly. It was more than that. I tilted my chin up, holding his gaze, refusing to let him see the sliver of doubt I kept buried deep inside. "You do not believe I can?" Nox's nostrils flared slightly as he drew in a deep breath. A muscle in his jaw ticked, then relaxed. "I don't doubt you." His voice softened, barely above a whisper. "I'm only... worried." "Then give me the arrow," I said, holding out my hand. My fingers trembled slightly, and I hoped he wouldn't notice. I could almost see the in
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 44. Pack duty
Willa’s POV The woven basket swung gently between Gaia and me as we made our way through the pack grounds. Filled to the brim with an array of colorful fruits, it had been Gaia's idea – a suggestion that had caught me off guard. "It's the better way to visit," she'd explained. "A small gesture can mean so much." I’d lived so long surrounded by harshness that I had forgotten such courtesies even existed. Offering a basket of bruits to anyone wasn’t something that crossed my mind. Every so often, I found myself glancing over my shoulder, half-expecting one of Nox’s guards to be trailing us, but the road behind us remained empty. No sign of anyone following. Guards at least. "Do you think he sent someone to follow us?" I asked Gaia. She shook her head, brown curls bouncing in the sunlight. "I don't think so. The border wall's nearly finished, and more guards are stationed there now. Maybe he has more security within the pack instead." I hummed noncommittally. Someon
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 35. In the alley
Willa’s POV I opened my mouth to retort, but the sound of approaching footsteps silenced me. Nox's arm tightened around me as he pressed us further into the shadows of the alley. "Care to explain why you're running from those goons?" His voice was low, like a growl vibrating through his chest, his lips barely moving, yet every word was laced with authority. For a moment, I forgot the men, forgot the danger. All I could focus on was the way his eyes bored into mine, the way his grip sent a shiver down my spine, not of fear. “I was handling it,” I shot back. “You didn’t need to intervene.” “Handling it? You’ve got two men hunting you, and you think you can handle it?” “I’ve handled worse,” I snapped, pulling my arm free from his grip, though the warmth of his touch lingered on my skin. “I don’t need your help. How about you explain why you're here first?” He seemed amused. Not the face he had this morning. Didn't fight it, as Nox would, and in his dark eyes was a s
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 46. Her demand
Nox’s POV The distant roll of thunder echoed through the air as I strode onto the packhouse grounds, ahead of the patrol guards. The storm was brewing on the horizon, dark clouds rolling and thickening, threatening to break at any moment. But the real storm, the one standing by the packhouse entrance, was our vigorous heiress. She stood there, defiant, as if daring the sky itself to make the first move. Her hair, pale like moonlight, swayed with the growing breeze. Even with the frown tugging at her lips, she was a force of nature. Her arms crossed tightly over her chest, and I couldn’t help the twitch of amusement at the gesture—cute, in a way, though I doubted she’d appreciate that observation. At least it was something new. I waved the guards on and slowed my pace, stopping just a step away from the stairs. “You don’t look pleased.” I kept my voice low, careful. She’d been a handful of characters these days which I tried to follow every time. The visit she’d begged
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 47. A bargain
Nox’s POV "It seems the heiress has teeth after all," I mused, my lips curving into a dark smile. She didn't flinch, didn't back down. If anything, she seemed to grow taller, more assured. "Do we have a deal?" she pressed, her voice steady. I chuckled, the sound low and without humor. "Oh, my dear princess," I drawled, taking a step away, "you can't possibly think it's that simple." Her brow furrowed slightly, but she held her position. "What do you mean?" I tilted my head, watching the way her lips tightened, the way her fingers curled against her arms. She was holding it together, but just barely. “The position doesn’t favor me," I began slowly, and she arched her brow. "Let's examine this 'deal' of yours, shall we? You offer a name — one tiny piece of information. And in exchange, I'm to wage an entire war on your behalf?" I clicked my tongue disapprovingly. "The scales are a bit... unbalanced, don't you think?" Her eyes followed me, her body turning to keep m
Last Updated : 2024-09-29Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 48. Trapped
Willa’s POV The cold bit at my skin despite the layers I’d forced on. Leather pants, long sleeves, boots that hugged my calves tight—it didn’t matter. The air was freezing, biting with a ferocity that even the rain held back on. It wasn’t raining yet, and the weather was already fucking freezing. My breath fogged in the cold, the icy wind cutting through me despite the clothing. But I'd be damned if I let a little cold stop me … this was better than sitting back in the packhouse, helpless, waiting, while Nox made moves that I should be a part of. After all, if I was going to take my pack back from Eamon, I needed to learn how to be an Alpha. My father may not have taught me, but I'd seen the way he cared for his pack. I wanted to be that person—no, I wanted to be better. I had to be someone they could look to. And this—this was my first real step toward that. My pale hair was tucked securely under a dark headgear. The last thing I needed was to give away our positio
Last Updated : 2024-09-29Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 49. No forgiving that
Willa’s POV I watched as Nox's eyes narrowed, a flicker of something—anger? Concern?—passing over his face before it settled into a mask of cool indifference. The rogue's blood-smeared arm pressed against me, smearing my jaw. "Hmmm, this is an interesting turn of events," Nox said, leaning back on the couch as if we were discussing the weather over tea. His casualness was impressive, it gave me peace to think. “How fares my man?“ The rogue's chest rumbled against my back as he let out a dark chuckle. "Your man? Oh, you mean the one I left bleeding out at the base of the tower? Let's just say he won't be joining us anytime soon. And this little morsel here?" His grip tightened around my neck. "Well, she could meet the same fate if you're not careful." I noticed the slight twitch in Nox's jaw, the barely perceptible tightening of his fingers around the vial of antidote. His anger was faint but there. He was barely containing himself on that couch… "And what exactly did
Last Updated : 2024-09-29Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 50. Cold
CHAPTER 50Willa’s POV The moment I bolted outside, the rain still pouring in relentless sheets, a violent shiver racked my body. The tension from inside had kept the shivers at bay, but now they rattled through me, shaking my bones … but… if there was even the slimmest chance Eric was alive, I had to find him. No one dies— "Eric!" I shouted into the storm. "Eric, where are you?" My boots squelched in the mud as I rounded the base of the watchtower, heart pounding in my chest. The rain plastered my stray hair to my face, and I impatiently shoved it aside, scanning the area desperately. “Eri—” I rushed, nearly tripping over my feet as I found him under the shadows, collapsed against the wooden pillar. My breath caught in my throat. His face was pale, too pale, and his eyes were half-closed, barely clinging to consciousness. “Eric!” I fell to my knees beside him. My hands hovered over his body, unsure where to begin. There was so much blood. "No, no, no," I m
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Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 112. Happy ever after
Nox’s POV My body coiled tight, steel cables ready to snap, every sinew screaming to tear Eamon apart. Rage crackled deep in my chest like electricity—one heartbeat, two— I didn’t even realize I’d moved until Eamon’s voice stopped me cold. “Not. Another. Step." Eamon's voice was glacial. My claws ached to sink into his flesh, my wolf howling in frustration. Willa’s wide eyes met mine, and I saw the fear there—the fear I never wanted to see on her face again. But beneath it, there was anger too, a fire that hadn’t been extinguished. It made my chest tighten, a sick mixture of fury and helplessness. “Let her go,” I growled, my voice raw and guttural. Eamon smirked, his claws flexing against her skin. “Oh, I don’t think so. You make one wrong move, and I’ll slit her throat right here.” Willa winced as his grip tightened, and my entire body tensed, the mate bond hammering through me like a second heartbeat. My wolf pushed harder against my control, despe
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 111. The climax pt1
Nox’s POV The night pressed down like a curse, sharp and unforgiving. The air was thick, heavy with ash, and carried the weight of a thousand untold stories. It reminded me of sharp fangs sinking deep into flesh—relentless, excruciating, and unyielding. Rest was a luxury we couldn’t afford, and complaints felt pointless now. Once this ends, Willa will learn the truth about what indeed happened to the second man she had been accused of killing. Draven was on it already, and I'm certain she would get the hang of it quickly. Maybe there was a bright end to this after all. My eyes swept across the maw of the mountain. The Ash Eyes Pack. Once, they were revered. Legends spoke of their lands—a paradise enriched by volcanic soil that made their harvests plentiful and their people untouchable. But that was all gone now, like ash falling from the sky and disappearing into the wind. No one spoke of what had happened. It was as if an unwritten rule had silenced their me
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 110. For family
Willa’s POV The Blood Moon would be here soon, I thought, tightening my grip on the hilt of my dagger. If we survived this night, perhaps we'd celebrate it at last, instead of merely surviving under its light. Maybe this time, it would bring renewal, not more bloodshed. I tore my eyes from the heavens to face the land before me: Gerald’s Way. “What is this place?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, though the tension crackling through the air ensured everyone heard me. “This,” Nox replied, his voice smooth, almost indifferent, “is where it all started for Eamon.” Vad’s lips twisted into a smirk that made my wolf bristle. “This is his true home,” he said, gesturing grandly to the crumbling castle perched on the volcanic mountain. “Where he was born.” The small castle loomed, its jagged towers stretching into the ashen sky. Steam hissed from cracks in the earth, the very air heavy with heat and sulfur. “It’s massive,” I murmured, scanning the da
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 109. More
Astridl’s POV How did I end myself in this situation? I could just punch him and get this over before I regret my next action. But I couldn't bring myself to say the word, to act like I used to. His eyes were still on me, waiting. Gods, he was waiting, and the thought that his eyes were this focused on me, the thought of what my answer would do to my body made me nearly curse out. “Say it, Astrid.” Goddess, why can't he just… “Give me more.” I couldn't care about what we were doing—who he was. “I am at your service,” he grunted, and then he reached between us, his finger snagging the latch of my carry-on and he yanked them off. Metal met the floor. And then the one on my thigh. More daggers off. Then he reached for my pants. He pulled on them hard enough to lift my hips. Buttons popped free, tossing onto the floor. “Goodness,” I murmured. He barked out a short, harsh laugh as he shoved my pants down until one leg was completely free, and
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 108. An unnecessary lust
Astrid’s POV Once this was over, my family could finally rest, knowing the man who destroyed their lives would breathe no more. A part of me dreamed of escaping with Asher, finding a home beyond the sea—somewhere far from this chaos. This wasn’t home. It never had been. But first, there was work to be done. Willa would get her pack back. That was why I’d joined the fight, after all. And if I wasn’t mistaken, her relationship with the Alpha might not end, not even when the war ended. I knew the dynamics shifting around me. Willa would likely become the Alpha's Luna, and the tension between Starfall and Moonviel might dissolve into an unexpected alliance. Maybe even merge. Packs up north had done it before. Not that it mattered to me. My focus was singular: kill Eamon and complete my revenge. Then I'd be gone. Everything else—the alliances, the titles, the futures of others—was irrelevant. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. I c
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 107. At the door
Willa’s POV Justin's lifeless body lay crumpled on the floor, a pool of crimson spreading beneath him. Astrid didn’t so much as glance at her handiwork as she secured the bloodied fabric back onto her hip—a lethal weapon I'd only just witnessed—gleamed with a deadly shimmer, the embedded daggers barely visible against the rich fabric. She stepped away from the mess, spitting outside the open window like it had been nothing more than a chore. I’d seen that fabric with her but never known it to be a weapon, or so. Vad, on the other hand, seemed invigorated, the gleam in his golden eyes unsettling. His gaze landed on the man who’d called Nox his cousin and that smirk of his grew. "The people you hoped would help you crawl onto the throne are nothing but weaklings," Vad snickered. He stepped over Justin’s corpse without hesitation, his boots smearing red across the floor. "You should’ve stayed in the shadows where you’ve been hiding all these years…” Vad turned.
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 106. The confession
Willa's POV The air, already heavy, seemed to grow denser as the council members filed in behind the Deacon whose face had gone several shades paler, his composure crumbling like wet paper. The unfamiliar man—their uncle, I guessed—looked utterly stunned, his disbelief written across every line of his face. My gaze flicked to Vad, who was watching him with that infuriating smirk, as if savoring the man’s discomfort. He looked like one who already regretted his move too late. But how will I know, judging that he was one of their bloodline, who knows what could exactly come off them? Only a few guards remained inside—Marcus and two others. I pulled at my sleeve. So, this had been the brothers’ plan all along? How? When? Was I kept in the dark again? Not that it mattered now. What a family dynamic. “What is the meaning of this?” The Deacon's voice cracked with indignation, like a man who'd just discovered he was nothing more than a puppet.
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 105. A demand to step down
Willa’s POV It wasn’t that I was used to Vad’s presence—far from it. But recently, my wolf had stopped baring her teeth every time he was near. That shift meant something, though I wasn’t entirely sure what. The room felt charged, and I couldn’t tell if it was the tension or just Vad’s inherent ability to turn a space into a pressure cooker. I had come in looking for Nox, expecting a quiet moment. Instead, I found Sylvia, and to my surprise, Vad. Hunter had acted strange earlier, avoiding my gaze when he told me where to find Nox. But soon it made sense. Astrid’s expression gave it all away the moment I walked in on her. The rumor. Of course, there was always a rumor when it came to me, but this one didn’t sting. This one was different. My wolf purred at the thought, and I cursed myself as a flush crept up my neck. My sweater sleeve became an anchor as I pulled it over my palm, pretending to focus on something—anything—other than the weight of Nox’s gaze.
Howl of the Cursed Luna Chapter 104. Together
Nox’s POV "How do you know?" I prompted, my voice low and measured. Her lips curved—not quite a smile, more a razor's edge of knowing. "Because I can still feel that cold, shivering stare on me since I arrived. It's a sensation you don't forget.” “Unbelievable," Vad muttered, swirling the amber liquid in his glass before throwing a few into his mouth. “What?" Sylvia's eyebrow arched, a challenge wrapped in silk. "You find something amusing?" “No?” Vad drawled. “It’s always something with you. Ever so dramatic." I watched the interplay, my wolf prowling beneath my skin. Something was off. Vad's unusual calm wasn't lost on me. My twin had always been the type to unravel spectacularly when things didn't align with his vision—a mirror of my own younger self, only I'd learned to temper that rage into something more surgical. "Forgive my brother," I said dryly, rubbing my temple, feeling the beginnings of a headache. "He was dropped on his head enough tim
