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Chapter Seventy Six: The Luna’s Apology

Author: Solo J wright
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TRINITY

A strange sensation pulled me from the depths of unconsciousness, a dull ache radiating through my body as my senses slowly stirred awake. My limbs felt heavy, my throat dry, and for a few moments, I struggled to remember where I was. But then it all came back—the graveyard, the wolves, the blinding light, and the way my body had felt like it was no longer my own.

What in the world had happened to me back there?

What was that sensation?

I let out a slow, shaky breath, trying to regain my bearings. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of lanterns casting flickering shadows across the walls. Everything was still, eerily quiet. But something felt… off.

And then I felt it.

A presence.

My heart hammered against my ribs as my eyes slowly fluttered open, and when they finally focused, my breath caught in my throat.

Luna Mira stood by my bedside.

The scream that left my lips could shatter windows.

I jolted upright, ignoring the sharp ache in my muscles, my instincts screaming at me
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    Luna Mira’s POVMy room glowed with golden light as the sun sank beyond the horizon, washing my bedroom in shades of amber and blood-red. I stood before the tall mirror, brushing my fingers over the embroidered collar of my ceremonial gown—midnight blue velvet threaded with silver crescent moons. Each stitch shimmered with the aura of power I’d earned, fought for, bled for. My makeup was done by me, no one in the blasted pack could do it to perfection, not like me. No one could do anything like me. My reflection held no sign of weakness, no crack in the mask. Only poise. Control. Purpose.Just like how it has been for years.And yet, beneath it all, something twisted in my chest. A nagging rage that wanted me to scream and destroy everything in sight. And it was all because of a single reason.Trinity survived.I thought I had hired the best hunters to bring me her head, but it seems they weren't as good as they claimed.I had seen it myself—her limp body in Xerxes’ arms, her skin u

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Seven: The Silence of the Library

    Trinity’s POVThe royal library was a world of its own—tall, arched ceilings cloaked in silent shadows, the faint scent of aged parchment and polished mahogany drifting through the air like a comforting embrace. It was much colder here than in my room, and yet I felt oddly more alive. Surrounded by books with titles like Mystics of the Moon, The Forgotten Bloodlines, and Lunar Heritage: Gifts from the Goddess. Honestly it didn't feel like I was still trapped in a palace, rather in a world of paradise.Liam and I had spent the better part of the morning flipping through pages, piecing together fragments of ancient knowledge in a desperate attempt to understand what was happening to me. According to what Liam had told me, I killed a bunch of wolves with just a flick of my wrist.How was that even possible?Was I some kind of witch or something?I sure hope I am. I know a bunch of stuff I would love to do with the magical abilities of a witch. A small, evil smile lifted my lips at the t

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Six: The Luna’s Apology

    TRINITYA strange sensation pulled me from the depths of unconsciousness, a dull ache radiating through my body as my senses slowly stirred awake. My limbs felt heavy, my throat dry, and for a few moments, I struggled to remember where I was. But then it all came back—the graveyard, the wolves, the blinding light, and the way my body had felt like it was no longer my own.What in the world had happened to me back there? What was that sensation? I let out a slow, shaky breath, trying to regain my bearings. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of lanterns casting flickering shadows across the walls. Everything was still, eerily quiet. But something felt… off.And then I felt it.A presence.My heart hammered against my ribs as my eyes slowly fluttered open, and when they finally focused, my breath caught in my throat.Luna Mira stood by my bedside.The scream that left my lips could shatter windows.I jolted upright, ignoring the sharp ache in my muscles, my instincts screaming at me

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Five: A Mother's Betrayal

    LIAMThe sound of my boots echoed through the dimly lit halls as I stormed toward my mother’s chambers, my pulse hammering in my ears. I had never felt rage like this before—never felt such a consuming fire burn beneath my skin.I was always the calmest among my brothers. The rational one. The one who sought peace before war.But right now?There was no peace.Only fury.The guards at her door stepped aside immediately when they saw me approach, sensing the storm brewing inside me. I shoved the doors open without hesitation, the heavy wood slamming against the walls.My mother stood by the grand window, bathed in the moonlight, sipping calmly from a glass of wine as if she hadn’t just tried to have my mate murdered.She turned her gaze toward me, arching a brow. “Liam, what is the meaning of this?”I clenched my fists, stepping further into the room. “Why?”Her expression remained composed, but there was the slightest shift in her eyes. “Why… what?”I took another step closer, my brea

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Four: Shadows of the Past

    TRINITYDarkness surrounded me, yet I wasn’t afraid.A soft golden glow illuminated the space around me, and suddenly, I was standing in a familiar place—a clearing deep within the forest.My heart clenched as I recognized the scene before me.There they were.My mother and father.My father stood behind my mother, his arms wrapped around her shoulders, his chin resting gently on the crown of her head. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed in contentment.He whispered something in her ear, and she laughed—soft, musical, filled with warmth.I hadn’t heard that laugh in years.Tears pricked at my eyes as I watched them, frozen in place, afraid that if I moved, the illusion would shatter.But then—A shadow loomed behind them.My chest tightened as an ominous presence crept into the dream.The glow around them began to flicker, like a candle struggling against the wind.And then, suddenly—Flames.Fire erupted around them in a vicious inferno, swallowing them whole.“No!”

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Three: The Celebration Cut Short

    MAIAI had never felt such relief in my life.Trinity was finally dead.I could scream out with joy. I have always hated her, ever since we were children. She was always such an attention seeker, never did understand her place.She was such a disgrace, I can't believe she was even related to me. To have such a weak and inferior creature share the same blood as me, how disgusting!I blame my aunt for her existence. The second she found out that her mate was a human, she should have rejected him on the spot!How could she allow something as stupid as love stop her from achieving great power? It really is such a shame.But at least now she can be with her worthless daughter.The thought sent a rush of satisfaction through me as I lounged in the common room, sipping from a goblet of wine. My sisters, Amara and Selene, sat across from me, their eyes gleaming with triumph. Luna Mira sat at the head of the room, calm as always, though there was an unmistakable sharpness in her gaze.“I can’t

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy Two: Not So Weak

    NASIRThe uneasy feeling gnawed at my chest as I made my way toward Trinity’s room. Something felt off. It had been bothering me all night, an unfamiliar sense of dread clawing at my insides. I shook my head, trying to push away the irrational thoughts. Maybe I was just restless after everything that had happened.Still, I needed to see her.I reached her door and knocked lightly. “Trinity?”Silence.Frowning, I knocked again, harder this time. “Trinity, are you awake?”Nothing.A cold wave of apprehension swept over me. I grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, my heart immediately dropping when I saw the empty bed.The room was silent. Too silent.I stepped inside, scanning every corner. The blankets were slightly messy, as if she had been in bed but left in a hurry. The window was shut, but something about the air in the room felt… off.She wasn’t here.And my gut told me she hadn’t just gone for a walk.I turned on my heel and stormed out, moving swiftly through the corridors

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy One: A Truth Unveiled

    TRINITYA chill ran down my spine as I stared at Luna Mira, her cold, calculating gaze unwavering. The silence between us stretched, thick with unspoken tension. My heart pounded, not from fear, but from the burning curiosity and anger bubbling within me.“Luna Mira, what are you doing here?” I finally asked, my voice steady despite the unease settling in my gut.Luna Mira smirked, tilting her head slightly. The way the moonlight illuminated her features made her look even more menacing.“I was the one who demanded you come here,” she said smoothly.I stiffened.The letter…I had thought it was from my aunt Lila, but it had been her all along.“Why?” I asked, my hands clenched into fists.She stepped closer, her piercing gaze never leaving mine. “Because you deserve to know the truth.”The truth? What could she possibly know about my parents that I don't?I swallowed hard, my breath hitching slightly. “What truth?”Luna Mira’s smirk widened, as if she were savoring the moment. “Tell m

  • HIDDEN HOWL   Chapter Seventy: Midnight Escape

    TRINITYThe palace was silent, swallowed by the deep stillness of the night. Only the distant hoot of an owl and the rustling of leaves outside my window filled the void. I sat on the edge of my bed, gripping the small, cryptic letter between my fingers. In my other hand, I gripped the dagger Nasir had gifted me tightly.I was not certain who this letter was from, but if things went South tonight, I had this dagger and my training to help me.Oh, who am I kidding? I am so doomed.But still, if I could find out the truth tonight, then it would all be worth it. The words of the letter burned in my mind, refusing to leave me in peace.If you want to know the truth, meet me at their gravestones tomorrow at midnight.My heart pounded.The truth.So that means there was more to my parent's deaths. I can't believe I never thought to ask until now. Some daughter I am.I held up the letter, trying to see if I could recognize the handwriting. There was no signature. No hint of who had sent it

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