MasukMaya learned to read danger long before she ever learned to fight, and now that instinct has a name, a place and a purpose. Thank you for reading and standing with blood Moon. Merry Christmas & Happy holidays😊😊🍷
Tobias POVThe chair still felt wrong.Not because it was uncomfortable, but because Garrett was no longer the one who filled it.I stood behind it instead of sitting. I hadn't sat in it since Garrett's letter found its way into my hands.Something about claiming it too soon felt like stealing the last warmth from a man who hadn't been gone long enough.The council hall smelled like old wood and expectation.Elders filled the room already, their voices low but sharp enough to cut through silence. Every word arrived dressed as concern, but beneath the polished courtesy lurked judgment.“He needs to act faster,” one of them said.“He needs to think less like a grieving brother,” said another.I almost laughed at that.As if grief had an off switch.Cedric stood near the wall, arms crossed, pretending to be fine. He was not. His smile had been absent for three days, and all of us were pretending the silence it left behind wasn't deafening.Ciara sat on the steps beside the hall entra
Tobias POV Three days after Garrett's burial, Silver Creek still felt wrong.Not broken. Not abandoned. Just... different.Like a house still standing after a storm, yet missing one of the pillars that once held it steady.It still stood. But everyone could feel the absence.The morning sun filtered through the council hall windows as I stared at the stack of documents piled in front of me.Reports. Requests. Disputes.Apparently becoming Alpha meant reading more than fighting.Nobody had warned me.A knock sounded at the door."Enter."The door opened and Theresa stepped inside.Silver Creek's court clerk rarely looked nervous, which was exactly why it caught my attention.Today she did."Tobias."I frowned."What is it?"Her fingers tightened around a small wooden box tucked beneath her arm."I found something among Alpha Garrett's personal belongings."The words immediately captured my attention.My gaze dropped to the box."What kind of something?"Theresa hesitated.Then she cro
Maya's POVI once believed defeating Aldric would be the hardest battle of my life.I was wrong.Fighting a monster was simple.A monster only wanted onething—destruction.People were different.People smiled while measuring your worth.They bowed while questioning your right to stand among them.They called you "Your Highness" while secretly wondering if the crown belonged on someone else's head.Three days had passed since our arrival at the Lunar Kingdom.Three days of meetings.Three days of introductions.Three days of council members studying me as though I were a puzzle none of them could solve.Or perhaps none of them wanted to.The morning sun spilled through the palace windows as I stood overlooking the eastern gardens.Below, servants moved between silver pathways lined with moon lilies.Everything here was beautiful.So beautiful it felt carefully arranged, like a kingdom hiding its cracks beneath polished marble.A knock sounded behind me."Come in."The door opened.Ver
Maya's POV The carriage moved like a steady heartbeat across the silver road, carrying us farther from Blood Moon and closer to something I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.I sat beside Lucien, my hands resting quietly on my lap, though nothing inside me felt quiet.Outside the window, the world was changing.Forests of dark green slowly faded into pale landscapes that glowed under the morning mist. Rivers shimmered faintly like melted moonlight, winding through valleys carved with precision no mortal hand could imitate. Even the wind felt different here. It was softer, heavier, as if it carried memory instead of air.Sophie pressed her face to the window.“This place is unreal,” she murmured. “Are we sure we didn’t enter another world?”Finn didn’t look up from his folded arms. “It’s still the same world, Sophie. Just more expensive stones and louder expectations.”I almost smiled at that.Almost.Lucien’s hand brushed mine briefly. Not to hold on, only to remind me he was there.
Tobias POVThe grave was still fresh.I stood before it long after everyone else had left.The cold silence was unbearable.No lectures. No advice. No Garrett.Just a mound of fresh earth beneath which my brother slept, while the rest of us remained behind to carry the weight of his absence.I hated every part of it.The wind brushed against my face like a ghost of memory, cruel enough to remind me of him, but not kind enough to bring him back.For a moment, I almost expected him to appear beside me.Arms folded. Looking disappointed. Again.A bitter laugh escaped me."You'd probably tell me to stop sulking."The grave offered no reply.Of course it didn't.He was gone, leaving behind nothing but memories and a silence far louder than his voice had ever been.The words still didn't feel real.Garrett was supposed to lead Silver Creek.Not me. Never me.He was the patient one. The responsible one.The one who actually thought before making decisions.I clenched my jaw.Moon Goddess, wh
Ciara's POVI hated funerals.Not that I had attended many before.But I hated this one.The caravan wheels rolled over the familiar stone path leading into Silver Creek, yet nothing felt familiar anymore.The pack gates opened slowly.Hundreds of wolves stood waiting.No one cheered or smiled. Home had never felt so much like a place of mourning.They simply stood there in silence.Watching, waiting, and mourning.I sat beside Cedric inside the carriage, clutching the edge of my dress.Across from us, Tobias remained quiet.Too quiet.Normally, he would have complained about something by now.Instead, he stared through the window, his jaw tight and his eyes distant.The golden caravan carrying Garrett's body rolled ahead of us.I couldn't stop looking at it.Every time I did, a painful thought entered my head.Garrett wasn't coming home.Only his body was.The realization squeezed my chest. I looked away quickly.Beside me, Cedric wrapped an arm around my shoulders."You okay, little
Maya's POVThe fire cracked behind me as they dragged me forward.My wrists hurt where the ropes had rubbed them raw earlier, even though they were untied now. My hands still felt weak, like they remembered being bound.Alpha Darius stood in front of me.My father.He didn’t rush. He didn’t shout.
Lucien's POVThe bond burned like fire in my chest.It wasn’t pain but fear. Sharp, cold fear that didn’t belong to me alone.*Maya.*Her fear crashed into me so hard it stole my breath. My wolf slammed against my mind, furious and wild.*She is close,* my wolf, Kade, growled. *She is taken.*I did
Maya’s POVThe palace was silent, the heavy kind that presses on your chest and makes it hard to breathe.Everyone was present, from the highest elders with silver hair and slow steps, to the lowest workers who usually never stepped foot near the Alpha’s palace. Warriors, guards, mothers holding ch
Maya's POVThe first thing I felt the next morning was warmth.Warm sunlight. Warm blankets. Lucien's warm arms around my waist.I opened my eyes slowly, still half asleep. The waves outside the window made soft sounds, like the ocean was singing a morning song just for us. The air smelled fresh,







