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The Luna of Death Chapter 31
Nikita's POVFor the first time in as long as I could remember, I slept without nightmares.The silence of the night had wrapped around me like a blanket, soothing the ache in my mind and allowing me a brief, fragile peace. But as the first light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains, it brought with it the familiar weight of responsibility. My mind stirred, and the moment I opened my eyes, reality hit. The weight of my curse, of the lives I had taken, of the walls I had built, settled back into my bones, pushing away the calm of sleep.I swung my legs off the bed, feeling the cold stone beneath my feet. The world outside was still as if holding its breath, and I felt it, too. My heart was still racing from the night; I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection, watching as the morning light caught the dark circles under my eyes. I looked at the face staring back at me.I had spent my entire life surrounded by wolves—by power, by strength—but today, I realised that d
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Nikita's POVThere was a long, deafening silence between us. I could feel the weight of his gaze, and it pressed into me harder than any word could.After a pause, I finally spoke. My voice was quieter than I intended, tinged with uncertainty. "I need your help... with teaching me about my wolf."Rykor's brow furrowed slightly, his expression turning puzzled. "You’ve lived in a pack your whole life. You’re a werewolf yourself, and you need me to teach you about it?"I could feel the judgment dripping off his words, like an unwanted weight hanging between us. I bristled, the sting of his unspoken assumptions scraping against my skin. It was stupid to even think this was a good idea."This was a stupid idea," I muttered under my breath, turning to leave, my heart beating in my throat.But before I could take a step, Rykor moved in front of me, blocking my path. His hand reached out toward me, but I instinctively took a step back, my body recoiling from his touch.He pulled his hand away
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Nikita's POVI scrambled to my feet, my breath coming in frantic gasps. Every ounce of panic within me screamed to go to him, to make sure he was okay, but a deeper, darker part of me hesitated. I had touched him. I had just killed him, hadn't I? Every touch, every contact, ended in death. It always did and always will.The thought of the consequences twisted in my gut. It wasn’t just about this moment—it wasn’t just about the war that would erupt between our packs if he were dead. No. This felt like something more. Something deeper. It wasn’t fear of war; war was something I could handle, something I was used to; it was something I couldn’t name. Why did I care so much? Why did it matter to me?I stood over him, my legs trembling, the weight of the curse squeezing down on me with every passing second. His body lay still, too still. I didn't know why I was even thinking about checking for a pulse—there was no point. He was already gone, wasn’t he?But then, he moved.A low chuckle ech
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Rykor's POVI watched her run, my heart pounding in my chest. I should’ve been scared. I was scared when she crashed into me when I felt her body against mine. And I was terrified when I touched her again—because everyone dies when they come into contact with her. That’s the way it works. That’s how it’s always been.But here I was, still alive, my skin still tingling where I’d touched her. She’d left, disappearing into the trees, and I stood there, frozen, my mind a mess of emotions. I couldn’t understand it. I didn’t know what I felt, but it didn’t matter. The one thing I knew for sure was that the sensation of touching her, of having her close to me, had done something to me. Something I wasn’t ready to admit.But still, it had happened. And I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wanted to touch her again. That, even if it made no sense, my body was craving it. Craving her.I took a deep breath and turned to head home. My legs were heavy with the weight of everything that had just hap
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Rykor's POVIt had been over a week since I last saw Nikita, and the absence of her—of the strange connection we had—was slowly driving me insane. Every day felt like an eternity, every moment consumed by thoughts of her. The memory of that one touch, the sensation of her skin against mine, haunted my every waking minute. She was in my dreams, in my mind, in everything. It wasn’t just the curiosity about her curse anymore. It was something deeper. Something I couldn’t shake, something that consumed me.I had tried to give her space. She needed it. I knew that. But with every passing day, I felt like I was unraveling, my thoughts clouded by the ache to see her again. I couldn’t explain it—didn’t even want to try—but all I knew was that being apart from her was torture.Thorne had been different, too, ever since our conversation. He hadn’t been the same. Some of the other pack members were acting strangely too, their wariness obvious, their loyalty fractured. I could feel the tension bui
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Nikita's POVRage bubbled inside me, rising like a wave threatening to consume me. I spun on my heel, my boots pounding against the ground as I stormed toward him. I couldn’t let this go on. I needed him to fear me. I needed him to leave me alone before these damn feelings started taking root. The emotions that were already creeping into my heart had no place here. I couldn’t let them grow. If I did, I would lose everything. I couldn’t afford to be weak.I needed to be strong. Strong for my pack. Strong for myself.I marched toward him, my fingers trembling with the fury that burned through me. Without thinking, I ripped the glove from my right hand, exposing the dark marks that marred my skin. The curse that had followed me my entire life—the thing that defined me. I wanted him to see it, feel the weight of it. I wanted him to remember that I was not someone he could just walk up to and pretend that things could change.I stood before him, my hand raised, holding it just inches from
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Nikita's POVI looked at Rykor, his steady gaze locked onto mine, and for a moment, everything around us seemed to disappear. There was so much I wanted to say, but the words were stuck in my throat. My heart pounded in my chest, threatening to burst out. I wanted to let him in, to let him help me. But I couldn’t bring myself to say it—not in a way that felt like it would make sense.I’d spent my entire life pushing people away, building walls higher than anyone could ever see. Letting someone in, letting them see the real me—the monster—felt wrong. But deep down, I knew what I needed. I needed him. Needed help. I just couldn’t admit it.“Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper.I hoped he understood. I hoped that simple word would be enough to show him that I wanted more than just his pity. That I was finally ready to stop pretending.A smile spread across Rykor’s face. It wasn’t the kind of smile that mocked me or felt like pity. It was real, warm, like he was actually happy I had sai
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Nikita's POVI stood there, frozen, unable to move or speak. My heart was pounding, my thoughts a chaotic blur. The realisation hit me like a tidal wave: Rykor was my mate. The one thing I had been trying to avoid for as long as I could remember—finding my mate and knowing that I could never truly be with them.I couldn’t stand there, not with him, not with the pull between us that threatened to tear me apart. I couldn’t process it. I couldn’t breathe.Without thinking, I turned and ran. I took off through the forest, my wolf pushing through the trees, my heart racing as if it could outrun the truth. I knew I couldn’t hide from this forever, but I needed time. Time to get my head around the fact that everything I had fought against for so long had come crashing down. I needed to be alone.I shifted back into my human form as I reached the gates of my palace, my mind still spinning. I rushed through the halls, past the guards, who barely glanced at me until I reached my room. I slammed
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Nikitas Pov"Speak, then," I replied, crossing my arms defensively.His eyes, clouded with the weight of countless past grievances, met mine. I could see something akin to desperation—a vulnerability mirrored in an elder, a man traditionally emblematic of unshakeable resolve. There was a bottomless depth of weariness in his gaze that resonated with the part of me that understood the burden all too well."I'd much rather do this somewhere else," the Elder finally said, casting an uncomfortable glance around the grand but claustrophobic hall. His voice was low, carrying an urgency that piqued my curiosity despite myself.It was risky to leave the safety of the hall, yet inexplicably, I nodded, gesturing for him to follow through the labyrinthine corridors that led to my father's office. The walls bore silent witness to secrets long since buried—a skewed juxtaposition of the legacy I carried and the decisions I had to forge along the way.Stepping into the office felt like entering a tim
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Nikitas PovI lay in bed, pretending to be asleep as the night slowly dragged on. Rykor sat in the chair beside me, his presence a silent sentinel against the darkness that threatened to consume me. There was a safety in his vigil, a protective weave of silent strength that should have been comforting. Yet, for the first time, I wished he would leave. I craved solitude, space to let the tears flow without witness, to crumble quietly without judgment. My soul ached with the desire to submit to my pain and reveal the true extent of my brokenness, but that would never be possible—not with Rykor here, steadfast and unyielding. I couldn’t share this weakness with him, for it would mean admitting defeat against the vile man who had dared to touch me.The memory of last night lingered like a shadow, clinging to my thoughts with cruel tenacity. I had always been aware of the world's darkness, but nothing had prepared me for the soul-deep violation the man forced upon me. As the first light of
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The room was filled with a heavy silence, the weight of despair hanging in the air like a dense fog. Nikita now seemed like a shadow of herself, wrapped tightly in her own arms, as if trying to protect her fragile soul from further harm. Her vulnerability was achingly palpable, a stark contrast to the fierce leader she was known to be."Nikita," I whispered gently, not daring to reach out and touch her, though my heart ached to provide comfort. "I’m here."Her shoulders quivered, but she didn’t lift her head. The room fell into a deep hush as if echoing her unspoken pain. I stayed there, a silent sentinel by her side, my own heart breaking at the sight of her suffering.Words would be hollow, echoes in the wind, unable to banish the shadows that had wrapped themselves around her heart. So I just sat there praying that being there would be enough.Slowly, her tear-streaked eyes met mine, each glance like a sharp blade slicing through the emotional barricade that had built up around my
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Rykors PovThe air was thick with a potent cocktail of fear and rage, and I had liked it momentarily as if the world knew something pivotal was about to transpire. I forced myself to focus, my senses sharpening like the instinctual keenness of a wolf in the hunt. The path to Nikita's kingdom stretched before me, each step purposeful and laden with an urgency that threatened to consume me.I couldn't let another day pass. The decision I had mulled over grew more resolute with every heartbeat, becoming a fire that was now wild and consuming in its intensity. The moon hung low, a sentinel watching over my advance. Its light illuminated the entrance to Nikita's grand palace.As I entered, I met Iian, emerging from the hall. Fatigue etched itself into the lines of his face, yet his smile remained steadfast and warm. "Alpha Rykor, good to see you," he greeted, strength lacing his voice. His eyes, though tired, still carried the patience and empathy of a trusted Beta he had shown himself to
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Nikitas povMy heart clenched, even as I fought to maintain a semblance of control. A silhouette shifted in the corner of the room, separating itself from the shadows like a spectre called forth by some dark incantation. I held my ground as the figure coalesced into a man—a predator cloaked in darkness, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent purpose.With measured calm, I swung my legs out of bed, the cold floor grounding me against the tumult within. Standing, I faced him, embodying the deadly power that pulsed beneath my skin. I could unravel him instantly, but it was the excitement that throbbed within my curse that I feared. It yearned for connection, hungered for an end.The man stepped into the moonlight streaming through the window, his face poisonously serene. "All you had to do was give it to me," he drawled, his voice a sickly sweet melody that turned the air sour. "Perhaps you would've had a few more days on this pathetic earth, free from your curse, able to touch that patheti
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Nikitas povThe dim warmth of my room was barely comforting against the chill that wrapped around my bones like a shroud. Weakness coursed through me, and every step felt like a battle of its own. My limbs trembled as though they fought a hidden adversary, an unseen force gnawing at the edges of my composure.Reaching my sanctuary, I leaned heavily against the door, drawing a shaky breath to regain some semblance of control. My gaze fell to the new marks on my skin—unmistakable evidence of the path I walked. They were dark, curling with an unsettling elegance across my forearms, yet these marks brought no pain. Instead, an uncanny tranquillity washed over me, a juxtaposition to the chaos I expected.Still, the memory of him lingered— the way my curse had filled with so much excitement the closer I got to him; the look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know. He was pure evil, wanting the curse for reasons I would never understand, and I wasn't sure I wanted to. It scared me h
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Nikitas povThe dim light of early morning cast long shadows through the tall windows of my father’s office, and I sat alone at his desk, confronting the silence with an iron will. Exhaustion gnawed at the edges of my mind, a persistent ache growing stronger with each sleepless night spent grappling with the relentless curse within me. It had become a separate entity, living beneath my skin, whispering insidious thoughts of surrender and relief in the quiet moments between each breath. But none of that would deter me from my chosen path. I would not let it win; this curse died with me, even if that meant going through this pain for years.A soft knock interrupted the grim silence of the room. “Come in,” I managed, my voice barely above a weary whisper.The door creaked open, and disappointment flickered across my heart as I saw Iian step inside. How I wished it was Rykor—his presence was something I had craved since we last parted. Yet I reminded myself repeatedly that I had made peac
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Rykor's POVThe air in the palace was thick with a heavy silence, broken only by the faint, haunting echo of my footfalls against the cold, stone floor. My heart felt heavy like it was trying to anchor me to the ground, pulling me into the depths of despair that threatened to swallow me whole. Returning to the palace hadn't been my intention, But where else was I meant to go? I couldn't run and hide forever.As I stepped through the ornate doors, the echo of voices pulled me from my thoughts. Up ahead, down the dimly lit corridor, I noticed Thorne leaning against the wall, his expression unreadable. I hesitated, torn between approaching or slipping by unnoticed. Thorne had always been more than a beta to me; he was a confidante, a brother in arms, yet a weight of unspoken words lay heavily between us.Just as I was about to pass, his voice cut through the silence, sharp and pointed. "You're being selfish, Rykor. If you truly loved her, you'd be there, helping and supporting her, not r
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Rykors pov My fists pounded against the unrelenting rock, the sharp scent of my blood mixing with the brisk night air. Each strike jolted through me, a painful reminder of my grief, yet I embraced the pain willingly. Sweat and dirt smeared my skin, marking the gruelling hours I'd spent lost in an emotional storm of anger and sadness. My body ached for rest, but I couldn't listen to its demands. All I could see was Nikita's lifeless image haunting my thoughts.As the first light of dawn mingled with the night, her voice—impossibly real—whispered behind me. “Rykor.”I froze, my fists still clenched, caught in a moment of disbelief. Was this my mind's cruel trick? My arms fell, weighed down by exhaustion and an unwillingness to face what might be another figment of my delirium.She approached, the familiar sound of her footsteps almost comforting. Yet I couldn't turn around, fearful of the pain of seeing her again. If she was merely a ghost, I didn't want to know.“How did you find me?”
