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Heir of the Blood Moon Cleaning House
Night fell upon Velmora, bringing with it a chill more biting than usual. Tonight, it wasn't just the moon watching from above, but also the ghost of civil war, ready to spill blood on their sacred ground.At Rakar’s old residence, the atmosphere was tense, like a bowstring drawn to its maximum. About thirty Velkan warriors—those still loyal to the Bane bloodline or to Eldric—gathered in the front yard. They didn't speak much. They merely sharpened their claws, checked their swords, and stared at their new commander with a mixture of fear and respect.Rakar stood on the veranda, wearing light black leather armor he hadn't touched in eight years. Two hunting knives were tucked into his waist. His face was hard as stone, his eyes radiating a cold yellow light."Vorlag has about fifty warriors guarding his residence," Daniel said, pointing to a spot on the map spread across the table. "They are all fanatics. They will die for him.""Good," Rakar said. "I don't have time to take prisoners
Heir of the Blood Moon An Alliance with the Enemy
Rakar lay sprawled on the ground, the silver net still burning his skin. He stared at the hand outstretched before him—the hand of a Lunaris. His sworn enemy."An alliance?" Rakar laughed bitterly, his voice hoarse and laced with pain. "Do you think I'm that stupid? Your clan just kidnapped my family, and now you come offering help?"Kael did not lower his hand. His silver eyes gazed calmly at Rakar. "Volkov is not 'my clan.' He is a pawn of a radical faction led by my own uncle. They are the ones who want war. They are the ones who believe that Moon Blood should be weaponized.""And you?" Rakar asked, trying to rise while suppressing the pain. "What do you want?""I want balance," Kael replied. "My father—the Great Elder—believes in the old prophecy. But he is too old to fight my uncle's faction. I need an ally. An ally as desperate as I am."Rakar finally managed to stand, tearing the remnants of the silver net from his body. "Why should I trust you?""Because I guided you here," Ka
Heir of the Blood Moon The Ambush in the Bone Valley
The Dark Forest greeted Rakar with a deadly silence. The air was cold and foul—a mix of decaying leaves, poisonous mushrooms, and something fishy like old blood.Rakar moved like a shadow, leaping over tree roots and slipping silently through the undergrowth. His eyes, now glowing golden-yellow, scanned every track on the ground."Their footprints are small and frantic," Rakar thought. "They ran without a clear direction."He could smell their scent. Revira’s familiar aroma, mixed with the sharp tang of fear, and Ardan’s sweet scent. But the trail was growing faint. Revira’s scent-masking potion was almost depleted."Damn it!" Rakar cursed internally. If the potion’s effect wore off, they would become a beacon, attracting every predator within a five-kilometer radius."REVIRA!" Rakar roared, using his Alpha Voice. "RETURN! THAT IS AN ORDER!"But only silence answered him.***A few kilometers ahead, Revira was gasping for breath. Her lungs felt like they were on fire. She leaned her b
Heir of the Blood Moon A Window in the Storm
That night, the colossal full moon in the Velmora sky shone brighter than usual, its silver light bathing the banks of the Avariel River in a mystical glow. The atmosphere was tense. This was the night of Ardan’s second ritual.Rakar stood in the bone-chilling river water, holding Ardan’s shoulders. Behind him, on the riverbank, Revira stood frozen, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. Her face was pale, her eyes never leaving Ardan."Ready, Son?" Rakar asked softly.Ardan nodded, his lips trembling. "Will it hurt again, Dad?""A little," Rakar answered honestly. "But I’m here. I won’t let go.""I’m not afraid," Ardan said, trying to sound brave.Eldric stepped forward. "This ritual is different, Rakar. He must submerge his entire body himself. Enter the water slowly, Son. Let the river embrace you."Ardan stared at the river water, rippling with silver light. He looked hesitant."I’m scared, Dad," he whispered."It’s okay to be scared," Rakar said. "I’ll go in with you."Without
Heir of the Blood Moon A Gift from the Enemy
Night fell quickly over Velmora, swallowing the pale silver light and replacing it with dense darkness, pierced only by the giant moon overhead. The air was cold, carrying the scent of wet forest and the unspoken promise of danger.Rakar stood on his porch, staring toward the Dark Woods. He couldn't settle down. The wooden amulet in his pocket felt as heavy as a gravestone. Inside, Revira was putting Ardan to sleep. The wall of ice between them hadn't thawed in the slightest.“Boss.”Daniel appeared beside him, handing over a cup of warm drink. “Moonroot tea. Good for the nerves.”“I don’t need calm,” Rakar said, but accepted the cup anyway. “I need answers. How is the wounded soldier? Fenris?”“Fenris, yes,” Daniel replied. “His wounds have been treated. He keeps thanking you for saving him.”“Survived the dagger, but might not survive me,” Rakar muttered, quiet enough only for his wolf ears to catch. He paused, then fixed Daniel with a sharp, unreadable gaze—a look Daniel had known
Heir of the Blood Moon The Binding Scent
The forest in Shadow Gorge felt cold and dead. Thick fog hung low, clinging to the skin like a wet shroud. Here, even the sound of the wind sounded like the whispers of ghosts."They're above us," Rakar whispered to the soldier next to him, without taking his eyes off the giant tree branches across the way. "Three of them. Two in the black pines, one on the rocks."The young soldier—Lyra—stared confusedly in the direction Rakar pointed. "I don't see anything, Commander.""You look with your eyes," Rakar countered. "I look with my nose and ears. Hold your breath."Rakar picked up three small pebbles from the ground. With a barely perceptible flick of his wrist, he threw the stones in three different directions behind them.Tuk. Tuk. Tuk.The sound of the stones hitting the dry leaves was faint, but enough to provoke a reaction.Above the tree, a shadow moved slightly. Enough."Now!" Rakar shouted.Four archers from Team Beta immediately released their arrows toward the spots Rakar had
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