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Chapter three: The Lies Between Us
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2025-04-22 17:50:01The sky was already turning the color of ash when Ava slipped back through the manor gates.
She moved fast, hood pulled low, cloak dusty from the forest floor. Her heartbeat still hadn’t settled. Not from the run… but from him. His eyes, those molten gold eyes—they’d burned into her soul. Every step away from that house felt like tearing herself from a place she didn’t realize she belonged. A place she should’ve feared. A place she now craved. The scent of blood wards and old stone greeted her as she crept into the main hall. Quiet. Empty. Good. “Ava.” She froze. Her father stood at the top of the staircase, arms folded across his chest. His eyes, sharp as ever, met hers. “You’re late.” “I—” She straightened, composing her face like a mask. “Lost track of time. The herd scattered.” He descended slowly, gaze narrowing. “Your uncle said you never showed.” Ava blinked. “He was… busy.” “With a maid?” Of course he knew. Lord Elaris stopped in front of her. “You didn’t wear protection. The sun—” “I stayed in the shade,” she cut in. “I’m fine.” He studied her, too silent for too long. “Something’s changed. I can smell it.” Ava’s throat tightened. “It was just a hunt.” Lie. She felt it in her gut like a splinter. But she couldn’t tell him. Not about the house. Not about the man. Not about how she let a stranger’s lips steal every rule from her mind. “I’m tired,” she muttered, turning away. “I’ll clean up.” She didn’t look back as she walked toward her room. But she could feel her father’s eyes on her the whole way. ⸻ Far from the manor, Achi watched the fire flicker inside the abandoned house. The embers were dying, but he didn’t move to feed them. He hadn’t stopped thinking about her. Ava. She smelled of wind and blood and forgotten things. She was exactly how the prophecy described: The last daughter. The blade in the dark. The beginning and the undoing. And yet… she had kissed him like they’d known each other in another life. He shouldn’t have touched her. He shouldn’t have followed her at all. The ancient laws were clear: hybrids must not bond with purebloods. The gods had warned of what might awaken if they did. But when he saw her—her wildness, her hunger, her strength—it felt less like breaking fate and more like fulfilling it. Still, he knew what came next. They would come for him. Or worse—come for her. A soft rustle outside made him tense. Not animal. Not Ava. Something else. He stood, silent as shadow, eyes narrowing. There—just beyond the tree line—moved a figure cloaked in black, too tall and too still to be human. A godsent. A watcher. They had found him. Not yet ready to confront. Just watching. His jaw tightened. They were warning him. Ava is not yours. He didn’t care. He would break a thousand prophecies if it meant keeping her from the mountain… from exile… from death. Achi stepped into the dark, letting the fire die behind him. War was coming. He could feel it in his bones. And she—the vampire girl with haunted eyes—was standing at the center of it.
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Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Seven: Let Them Be, Mr. Saint
The garden was quiet — dew still clung to the leaves, and the morning breeze carried the scent of wild mint and earth.Marcus stood near the stone bench, arms crossed, eyes scanning the trees like he was expecting divine judgment to descend at any moment.Behind him, the soft rustle of robes broke the silence.The seer stepped into view, holding her cup of now-cold tea.She didn’t say anything at first. Just stood beside him, watching the wind stir the grass.Then—“Let them be, Mr. Saint.”Marcus side-eyed her.“Saint?” he scoffed. “I’m the one who didn’t rock the entire house like an earthquake.”The seer sipped her tea and raised a brow.“And yet, here you are. Angry. Sleep-deprived. Dramatic.”“That robe is crooked, by the way.”He tugged at it automatically, muttering, “You should’ve put me in the barn.”“I should’ve put you in the middle of a volcano,” she replied calmly. “Maybe then you’d stop acting like you’re being punished.”Marcus exhaled loudly.“They moaned through both
Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Six: Morning Heat, Cold Tea
The sun crept through the mountain fog, pouring soft light into the seer’s home like melted gold.Birds chirped.The house… groaned.Ava stirred first.She was warm — too warm — but she didn’t want to move. Achi’s arm was draped across her waist, his breath steady against her back, his body curved protectively behind hers.Her legs were still tingling.She smiled. Just a little.Last night still buzzed in her bones — like a soft echo. Achi hadn’t spoken much after. He’d simply held her tighter… and eventually kissed her shoulder until sleep took them both.Ava reached down and pulled the blanket up to her chin, cheeks flushed at the memory.⸻Across the house…Aya woke with her head on Darius’s chest, his heartbeat thudding against her cheek like a drum that had never known rest.His arms were wrapped around her — one hand still casually resting on her bare waist like he didn’t plan to let go anytime soon.She looked up at him.He was awake.Staring at the ceiling like a man who had j
Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Five: The Middle of Everything
The house was supposed to be asleep.But from where Marcus lay — tucked tightly in the room between Ava’s and Aya’s — it felt like he had been dropped in the middle of a very vivid, very hormonal battlefield.And there was no escape.⸻In Aya and Darius’s room…The air was heavy with heat and control.“You’re not getting what you want tonight,” Darius whispered, his voice thick with power.“But that doesn’t mean I’m letting you off easy.”Aya lay back, her legs shifting beneath the sheets, breath shaky as he hovered above her.His hands — slow, knowing — trailed lower.“I said I’d make you beg, remember?” he said, brushing his lips against her neck.“Yes, Daddy…” she whispered, her voice caught between frustration and desire.And Darius kept his word.His hands didn’t rush. They moved with purpose, drawing whimpers and soft gasps from her lips that echoed across the room and — unfortunately — through the walls.⸻In Ava and Achi’s room…Ava lay still in Achi’s arms, her skin flushed f
Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Four: Through Thin Walls
The hallway was quiet.For once, there was no blood, no thunder, no screams — just silence, and the scent of rest.Ava walked slowly, her fingers lightly brushing Achi’s.Their shoulders touched as they reached the room the seer had set aside for them — warm with soft candlelight and the hush of peace.Achi opened the door for her.“After everything,” he murmured, “we deserve this.”She stepped inside, glancing at the bed.There were no royal sheets. No grand carvings. Just a thick blanket, a smooth mattress, and space to breathe.Achi followed her in, shutting the door behind them.They undressed quietly, like they didn’t want to disturb the calm between them. Not hurried. Not hesitant.Just real.Ava slid into the bed first, pulling the covers up to her shoulders. Achi climbed in beside her and shifted closer, his body warm against hers.He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his chest.“You good?” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear.“Mmhm,” she said softly. “This
Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Three: The Quiet Between Storms
Marcus lay on his side, eyes half-closed, wrapped in blankets that smelled like ancient herbs and old books.His chest still throbbed from the energy backlash earlier — when Aya rose from beneath the mountain.That seal… had taken something from him. Or maybe… it had revealed something he wasn’t ready to face.The seer had told him to rest.But rest?That was a joke in a house full of hybrid drama.⸻From the room next to his, a faint sound made his brows lift.A soft thump.Then a voice.Feminine. Bold. Teasing.“You can talk later… Right now, I want to feel how much you meant it.”Marcus blinked slowly.Oh no…He turned to his side and pressed a pillow over his ear.“Of course it’s her,” he muttered. “It had to be Aya.”He exhaled through his nose, a long, tired breath.If Darius didn’t come out of that room breathless and confused, Marcus would eat his healer’s robes.⸻Then came another sound — softer, from the other room.Laughter.Ava’s.That one made his heart ease. Because it
Blood and moonlight Chapter Thirty-Two: Rooms, Whispers, and a Little Push
The mountain had gone quiet, but the fire hadn’t.Not inside them.With the gods sealed and the sky finally calm, they returned to the seer’s house — tucked deep in the forest, wrapped in ancient magic and thick silence.Everyone was exhausted. But no one was ready to sleep.The seer led them down a stone hallway. “Three rooms,” she said. “Rest. You’ve earned it.”Ava and Aya shared the first.Achi and Darius took the second.Marcus, still recovering, was given the third — quiet and warm.The doors closed.But the night? It was just beginning.⸻In Ava and Aya’s room…Candles flickered. Aya tossed herself across the bed like a queen on her throne, kicking off her boots.Ava sat at the edge, quiet for a moment, then glanced sideways.“So… you know how I said Achi was my mate?”Aya smirked. “Obviously. The way you melted into him like hot honey? Girl, please.”Ava rolled her eyes, biting her lip.“I want to explore it. Like… all of it. The bond. The fire. The intimacy.”Her voice droppe
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