All Chapters of Howl of the Cursed Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Willa’s POV I smacked my palms against my cheeks, the sharp sting doing nothing to ease the heat burning across my face. My face felt like it was on fire, and I knew without looking that I must be flushed a deep crimson. What in the goddess's name had I been thinking? I could blame the cold, the rain, the heat from his body... that's all it was— But deep down, I knew better. I wasn’t thinking straight. It wasn’t just the cold, and I couldn’t pretend it was. The way I had ground against him, the way my body had responded to his touch—it had nothing to do with survival. I had wanted it. Desperately. I closed my eyes, biting back the flood of embarrassment. More heat coursed through me as I recalled the feel of his fingers, his knuckles grazing my breast, circling my nipple. I smacked my face again, harder this time, and let out a frustrated scream that echoed off the tiled walls. “Stupid, stupid, stupid," I berated myself. "You were so selfish you ne

Willa’s POV “Walk with me,” the priestess had said, her voice as gentle as the breeze that rustled through the leaves. I fell into step beside her, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. The fog had faded but the day wasn't that bright still. Even though I needed this, my mind was elsewhere, still reeling from the events of the past few days. I'd searched for Nox earlier, desperate to talk to him after he visited my room, but he was nowhere to be found. Or maybe I was trying to distract myself from the fear of what the priestess's words may be. I was terrified, to say the least. And now here we were, wandering the pathways of the garden, her robes whispering against the ground with every step she took, my stomach in knots. I had questions, ones that gnawed at me relentlessly since our last conversation. "I've spoken with the elder priestesses about our previous conversation," she began, her eyes fixed on the path in front of us. "About the... cu

Willa’s POV The room felt colder than the first time I’d been in here, though that might have been because of Nox. His presence had a way of making the air denser, stifling, like the calm before a storm. It was the same room I had been brought to after the maids had scrubbed every trace of grime from me. The telescope by the far window still stood in the same position, collecting dust, maybe not, but seemed forgotten, much like everything else in here. I glanced at him, catching the sound of glass clinking against glass as he poured himself a drink—no, two. He didn’t offer words, just handed me the glass, the faintest trace of a smirk playing on his lips. It was the kind of smirk that made you question if he knew more than he let on. I took the glass, narrowing my eyes. “So, when exactly were you planning on telling me about your plan?” “What plan?” I frowned. “Don’t play dumb with me, Nox. I know now you’re planning to go after the rogues—using them. W

Willa’s POV Nox left the room just moments after my release. He didn’t say a word, just vanished like smoke. Part of me was relieved. I needed the space, the air to think. My body was still vibrating, every nerve tingling, but my mind was a whirlwind of consequences I didn’t want to face. The cool air on my skin brought me back to reality. I had to move, to get out before anyone saw me. I scrambled for my waistband, hastily yanking it up. My shirt was another problem—the top buttons had scattered across the floor. No time to dwell on it. I shoved it, tugging it closed as best I could, praying to whatever deity was listening that I wouldn’t run into Nox or, worse, anyone else. The last thing I needed was an audience. I slipped into the hallway. But then I remembered Gaia… she was in heat. Hunter was supposed to— I froze mid-thought. What the hell was I thinking? My stomach twisted. No. Hunter would handle Gaia. Whatever that meant. I ne

Willa’s POV A guttural scream tore from my throat and I dropped to the ground. My bones snapped and flexed. Fu…ck!! I was changing. She was forcing herself out of me. “Plea…se. don’t…no oo.” The words were barely voiced out as my hand dropped to the ground and my shoulder snapped, resetting. Should she be let out without proper understanding between us, she might go rogue. I needed her to listen, but— Pain seared through me in a bundle, my blood boiled and it was as though I were set ablaze. My body was on fire and the pain shot through the entirety of my body that I could barely register anything other than the pain. The agony. Goddess! Tears trickled from my eyes as I let out a primal scream. Transforming was a painful process but even more so when your wolf initiated the transformation process by force, not to mention how long since I had shifted. No! No! My body was as one that’d been poured hot lava, my bones and every form of my