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KINGDOM OF ASH AND BLOOD

Author: Unique princesses
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-06 20:43:33

The Silverfang woods burned.

Joel’s monstrous wolf form tore through trees and stone alike, his claws dripping with blood as he decimated friend and foe without distinction. Golden eyes now streaked with black, his once noble Alpha presence replaced with something far more terrifying—a primal, cursed predator.

The pack scattered, howls echoing into the night. Maren stood her ground as his massive form thundered past, the wind from his movements knocking her cloak askew.

“Joel! Fight it!” she screamed.

But Joel didn’t hear her. Or wouldn’t.

All he saw was the blood moon’s reflection in every pair of glowing eyes around him. Enemies. Traitors. They all had to burn.

In his mind, her voice was still there—faint, fading. “Joel… promise me…”

“NO!” he roared, the sound splitting boulders. “You’re not gone. You can’t be gone!”

He ripped through another wave of Rowan’s loyalists, not noticing—or caring—that some were already surrendering.

Far above, the crimson sky churned like a living wound.
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  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    KISS OF THE SERPENT

    The night in Silverfang was heavy almost like it held some secrets, too still and mysterious.Elora sat in her chambers, the faint glow of the blood moon spilling through her window. Her reflection in the mirror was almost unrecognizable—silver hair tumbling over her shoulders, a crown resting lightly on top her head. She looked every bit the queen… yet inside, her chest was a storm and it felt like she carried the weight of everyone's problem. Kerric’s been too careful, she thought. Too perfect. He suspects something obviously because he was a tricky wolf. The door creaked open. She stiffened, but it was only Kerric, his emerald eyes soft in the candlelight, a tray of wine and fruit balanced easily in his hands and he turned towards her. “You’re still awake,” he murmured, closing the door behind him. “You’ve been working too hard again.” Elora forced a small smile as he approached. “The realm doesn’t rebuild itself.” Kerric chuckled lowly. “And yet… you look like you could use a

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    WOLVES IN THE DARK

    The air was electric in Silverfang. A storm of whispers clung to the castle walls—rumors of missing advisors, burned-out safe houses, and enemies vanishing without a trace.Kerric stood before the war table, his emerald eyes sharp as a predator’s. His fingers traced the map as he murmured to himself. “He’s here. I can feel it.”Behind him, Elora entered silently, her silver cloak flowing like spilled moonlight. “You’ve been pacing for hours,” she said softly. “What has you so restless?”Kerric didn’t look at her. “Someone’s bleeding my network dry. One by one, my allies are disappearing. You wouldn’t know anything about that… would you, my queen?”Elora tilted her head, masking her thundering heart behind a calm smile. “If I did, would I be standing here?”Kerric turned then, closing the space between them. His hand cupped her chin with deceptive gentleness. “If I find out you’re hiding something from me…” His thumb traced her lips. “Even the moon won’t save you.”Elora’s lips parted

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    A QUEEN'S MASK

    The Silverfang throne room was a theater of shadows. Moonlight spilled in through the arched windows, pooling around Elora like a spotlight as she sat on her obsidian throne. Her silver hair was coiled into a regal braid, the crown of intertwined wolf fangs and silver ivy glinting under the blood moon’s glow. Kerric stood beside her, as always. His emerald eyes seemed softer now, filled with adoration—or so the pack believed. He bent slightly, murmuring close to her ear. “You’ve done well, my queen. The clans adore you. They would die for you.” Elora let a small smile play across her lips. It was the kind that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “As they should,” she said, her voice silken. “But loyalty is fickle. Even wolves turn on their own when blood is spilled.” Kerric chuckled, a warm sound that made the warriors around the room relax. “They won’t turn. Not while you stand beside me.” She didn’t answer. Her fingers drummed on the armrest, her eyes scanning the room like a predato

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    FANGS IN THE SHADOWS

    The throne room’s polished marble floor was streaked with blood. Shadows curled like vipers along the walls, whispering secrets only Joel could hear. He stood there—bare-chested, battered, but unbroken—his golden eyes blazing as they locked on Kerric.Kerric stood between Joel and Elora, a predator’s smirk on his face. The emerald glow in his eyes wasn’t warmth anymore—it was malice barely restrained.“Joel.” Elora’s voice cracked. She stood frozen beside her throne, fingers trembling against the armrest. “Stop this. Whatever you think Kerric did—”“He did do it, Elora!” Joel’s roar made the chandeliers tremble. His claws gleamed under the blood moonlight spilling through shattered windows. “He poisoned Maren. He led your enemies right to your gates. He’s the reason I had to disappear.”Kerric tilted his head, his smirk sharpening. “You hear that, Elora? The mad Alpha spinning tales again. Next, he’ll say I cursed the moon itself.”Joel’s chest heaved. “You don’t even deny it anymore.

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    HER CHOICE

    The blood moon’s light streamed through shattered windows, painting the throne room in crimson and gold. Guards and nobles pressed themselves against the walls, afraid to breathe as two predators circled each other in the center.Joel—scarred,silver eye turned golden eyes blazing like a dying star.Kerric—calm, blade dripping with silver ready to attack and kill Joel.“Elora!” Kerric barked, not looking at her. “Leave now. This is not your fight and it doesn't concern you ".But her feet wouldn’t move. Her chest felt torn in two as she stared at Joel, memories clawing at the corners of her mind. His voice. His arms. His love.“This isn’t you, Joel,” she whispered. “You don’t have to do this.”Joel’s gaze flicked to hers, pain flashing in his eyes. “This isn’t vengeance, Elora. This is justice for how he treated me.”Then the fight began.(The Clash)Joel lunged first, claws flashing. Kerric met him with steel, sparks exploding as fang met blade. Every strike was brutal, precise. Joel

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    GHOST IN THE BLOOD MOON

    The scent of iron and fear hung heavy in Silverfang’s air. It started small—an advisor and his cub found dead in his quarters, throat slit cleanly with no trace of an intruder. Then another—poisoned wine at a celebratory feast. The third? Found hanging from the northern watchtower, a message carved into his chest:"I remember."The Hybrid Queen’s court(elora's new found place)buzzed with whispers.“Elora… it’s him.”“It can’t be.”“He’s dead" kerric said—Kerric slammed a fist onto the council table, silencing them. “Joel is gone. You’ve all let fear cloud your minds. These killings are the work of a rogue loyalist, nothing more.”But even his voice wavered.Elora sat stiffly on her throne, her silver gaze unfocused. The name haunted her dreams. The shadow of a man she couldn’t place, couldn’t name… yet whose presence felt like a missing piece of her soul.“Joel,” she whispered under her breath.Kerric noticed, his emerald eyes narrowing. “Your Majesty,” he said softly, too softly. “Y

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