All Chapters of Marked by the Moon: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Bas POVWe never kill, it had always been a strict rule to never kill them So, as I arrived at the desolate old storage house in the thick woods, my mind raced with confusion. Who could have committed such a heinous act? The sun's light reflected in the broken windows, illuminating the eerie scene before me. Tom and Austin stood near the body, surrounded by wolves from our pack."Where did you find him?" I asked, unable to tear my eyes away from the lifeless figure on the ground. Cover with a white sheet"Deep in the woods, around 2 am," Austin replied grimly. "He appears to have been attacked with deep cuts to his throat and stomach.""Do you have any idea who it might be?""No," Tom answered with a shake of his head. "But judging by his appearance, he looks to be around seventeen years old."A sharp ache pierced my chest, his face flashed in my mind It couldn't be him, there was no way. I slowly approached the lifeless body, my steps heavy with dread and disbelief. I had to see for

Becca POVThree days had passed since Max's sudden death, and I was still grappling with the unanswered questions surrounding his passing. Everyone kept telling me it was just a tragic accident, but no one seemed to have an explanation for what had caused it. Whenever I pressed my father for more details, he would become evasive and change the subject.Even my friends urged me to let go and focus on grieving for Max, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He deserved more than that from me. Yet, as I held onto these emotions, I could feel myself on the brink of breaking down. But I couldn't allow myself to fall apart - not when Max needed me to be strong."Hi sweetie," my mother's voice startled me, pulling me back to reality. I had been lost in my thoughts for hours, unable to shake the news about Max from my mind. My mother stood in the doorway of my room, her arms crossed and a concerned look on her face."You've been here all day. Why don't you join your dad and I for lunch?" she su

"Go Tiger! " the crowd chanted. Laughter's, excitement and chattering everywhere. "Finally got the popcorns" Ravi said as he made his way back to our seats"" So what's happening? Ravi asked, his eyes glued to the game. "We just nailed another goal" I replied with a grin. "Yeahhh we did! That's why we're called the Lions, king of the jungle!" Ravi exclaimed, drawing some attention from nearby seats. Rolling my eyes at his over-excitement, I turned my attention back to the game.On the opposite side of the field stood Lola and her fellow cheerleaders, their cheers and chants adding to the electric atmosphere. From across the field, she caught my eye and gave me a small wave before returning to her groupEverywhere was quiet anticipation grew, prayers whispered and just in a few minutes to the end carter went in with the ball giving us victory. The whole crowd erupted with laughter screams and dancing." Yesss" Ravi jumped doing a little victory dance. I laughed at how goofy he was

George POV "You couldn't even protect Max. What makes you so sure you can protect me?” Those hurtful words played over and over in my mind. I kept my mind busy with other activities in other to hide the guilt I felt. I should have done something rather than just standing there like a fool What?? I asked confused as I stood in front of the President "You heard me General.”he stated sternly.” A dead body would be given to you and your men by midnight.. you go retrieve the body quietly and bring it back" He said ashamed of his actions as he refused to make eye contact "This isn’t right sir" I managed to say After a moment of hesitation he sighed in defeat and said "We have no other choice" " There's always a choice sir" " So what do you want me to do General? He asked rhetorically " Do I go against this monsters knowing they are strong and allow a mascara of millions of innocent people?" He asked . His eyes locked on mine, pleading for an answer that I couldn't give. The fear,

George POV The training room buzzed with energy as Becca and I circled each other, our movements fluid and instinctive. Her eyes sparkled with determination, a playful challenge dancing in her gaze. "Alright Old man, lest see what you've got!" she taunted, her voice filled with playful banter as she feigned a jab towards me. I grinned, pride swelling in my chest as I blocked her attack with ease. "You're getting faster, kiddo, but you still have a long way to go," I teased, launching into a series of quick jabs and feints to keep her on her toes. Her laughter filled the air as we danced around each other, exchanging playful blows. She was growing stronger with each passing day, her reflexes sharp and her movements graceful. But I wasn't about to let her win without a fight. With a burst of speed, I lunged forward, aiming to catch her off guard. But she was ready, sidestepping my attack with ease and seizing my outstretched arm. Before I knew it, she had flipped me onto my back,