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Chapter 7

作者: Anna C
last update 公開日: 2026-03-23 17:02:46

Dax POV

As we push through the heavy steel door, its hinges groaning like a wounded beast, and the interrogation room comes into view Rune goes feral. “Mate,” he howls, clawing at my insides, his voice a primal scream that shakes my core, urging me to rip the chains off her and claim her right here. My breath catches, heart pounding like a war drum, and I clench my fists to keep my composure, my Beta instincts screaming duty while Rune screams mine. A rogue—my mate? The Moon Goddess must be lau
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  • 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.

  • Dagger of the Blood Moon   Chapter 27

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  • Dagger of the Blood Moon   Chapter 26

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  • Dagger of the Blood Moon   Chapter 25

    Liora POVThe oracle’s words cling to me like damp mist, heavy and impossible to shake. Two days have passed since the grove, yet everything feels tilted, as though the ground beneath my feet has shifted without warning. The packhouse carries on—warriors training, omegas laughing, pups chasing each other through the halls—but inside me, a storm churns. The blood moon looms three weeks away, a silent countdown to a ritual I barely understand, and Aria remains caged, her presence a faint, frustrated pulse that grows stronger only when Kai is near.This morning, the Alpha office is a blur. My hands move on autopilot, sorting patrol logs and border reports, the familiar scents of ink and old leather doing little to ground me. I keep circling back to the oracle’s voice: The Silver Dagger… hidden where silver meets shadow… it holds the echoes of your ancestors. A relic that could strengthen my bond with Aria without awakening the curse. A key to who I really am.By noon, my stomach growls l

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