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Chapter 32
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2026-04-01 03:27:20
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Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 33
Liora POVThe journey back to the SUVs are just as merciless and unforgiving, each step a jagged reminder of what we’ve survived…and what still waits ahead. My legs tremble from the fight, muscles screaming with every stride, but I keep moving. The Silver Dagger clutched tight in my hand. Its warmth pulses against my palm, steady and alive, like a second heartbeat synced to mine. The ruby glows faintly, a soft crimson light that cuts through the mist, and every time the light touches my skin, Aria stirs – stronger now, her growl no longer a distant whisper but a deep, resonant force clawing closer to the surface. The suppression serum still holds her back, but the dagger’s power is eroding it, thread by thread.The rogues’ screams still echo in my ears. Their bodies reduced to ash at my feet, the smell of charred fur and silver still lingering. The dagger isn’t just a relic; it’s a weapon, tied to my blood. I glance down at it, the wolf-carved handle fitting my grip perfectly, runes e
Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 32
Kai POVThe rogues hit like a storm unleashed from the very fog itself. Dozens of them, lean and feral, bursting from the treeline with silver-tipped claws glinting in the dying light. Their eyes glow an unnatural crimson, pupils slit like serpents, dilated with a hunger that’s more curse than instinct. They move with horrifying coordination, darting in pairs and threes, cutting through the mist like arrows aimed straight for Liora. Atlas roars inside me, the sound tearing out of my throat as I shift mid-stride, bones snapping and reforming in a blaze of silver-tipped black fur. I launch myself at the lead rogue, jaws clamping around its throat with bone-crushing force. Hot blood sprays across my muzzle, metallic and foul, but these bastards don’t falter. They’re not mindless; they’re driven, organized, and they want her…the dagger, her blood, her legacy.Dax is beside me in an instant, Rune a massive blur of storm-grey fur, tearing into a rogue with a snarl that shakes the clearing.
Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 31
Liora POVThe ruins spit us out into a fog-choked clearing like a beast coughing up bones, the sudden rush of cold, damp air hitting my face as we stumble through a collapsed archway. My lungs burn from the sprint through the collapsing tunnels, legs trembling from the strain, but the dagger clutched in my hand pulses warm and steady, its ruby glowing faintly against my skin like a living ember. The visions still echo in my skull—Elowen’s fierce howls echoing across ancient mountains, Thorne’s proud voice naming me heir, Elora’s gentle warning about the true mate who would anchor me. The weight of centuries presses on my chest, heavy and exhilarating all at once. Aria is stronger now, no longer a distant whisper but a steady, vibrant rumble, her presence coiling through my veins like liquid fire, clawing closer to the surface with every heartbeat.Kai’s hand is still locked around mine, fingers interlaced, his grip unyielding even as we burst into the open. His ocean-mist scent floods
Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 30
Liora POVThe world dissolves into a golden haze the moment my blood touches the pedestal, the Silver Dagger’s ruby pulsing in my hand like a second heartbeat. Power surges through me—a searing, binding hum that drowns out the shrine’s musty rot and the sharp tang of silver veins. Pain lances behind my eyes, white-hot and relentless, and my knees buckle. Kai’s arms catch me before I hit the stone, strong and steady, his ocean-mist scent flooding my senses like a lifeline. Atlas’s rumble vibrates through his chest into mine, possessive and fierce, as the bond between us flares brighter than the dagger’s glow. I cling to him, to the warmth of his body, as the visions drag me under.The present falls away, and I am no longer just Liora. I am the bloodline itself, swept into an ancestral tapestry woven from moonlight and shadow.First comes Elowen the Silverfang, the primordial Alpha, her auburn fur streaked with silver as she leads a ragged band of outcasts across treacherous mountains.
Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 29
Kai POVThe shrine chamber is silent except for the low, resonant hum of ancient magic, the silver veins in the walls pulsing like slow heartbeats. Torchlight flickers across the carved wolves and lunar phases, casting long shadows that seem to watch us. Liora steps forward toward the pedestal, her breath hitching audibly in the stillness. She reaches for the dagger, fingers trembling just slightly, and the runes flare bright—an angry, blinding gold.A ward erupts without warning: a shockwave of pure silver energy ripples outward, crackling like lightning striking stone. The blast knocks her back, her body airborne for a heartbeat before I move. My arms wrap around her waist, catching her mid-fall and pulling her hard against my chest. Her wildflower scent floods me, warm and intoxicating, mingling with the sharp ozone of spent magic. Atlas whines low, then shifts into a deep, possessive rumble as the bond thrums between us—stronger than ever, a living current that steals my breath.“
Dagger of the Blood Moon Chapter 28
Kael POVThe ruins of Shadow Ridge are a rogue’s wet dream and a nightmare rolled into one. Crumbling stone spires jutting from the fog like the bleached bones of some ancient beast, thorny vines snaking across them like veins pulsing with quiet malice. The air is thick with damp mist that clings to my skin like a second layer, carrying the earthy rot of moss and decaying leaves. The metallic zing of silver veins threading through the rock, a hum that sets Veyra, on edge, her growl a low constant rumble in my chest, hackles raised as if the land itself remembers every betrayal that brought it low. We’re pushing through this gauntlet on foot, our team a mismatched pack of loyalties and instincts: Kai leading with that alpha resolve, Liora beside him, her eyes sharp but haunted by ghosts only she can see; Mara and Torin flanking them like silent sentinels; and up front with me, Dax, Reed, and Keira, scouting the path like we’re raiding a tomb that’s been waiting centuries to bite back.
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