登入Betrayed and shattered by love, an Omega named Celestia released a terrible curse upon Alpha Cassius Moonveil and all the women of her family, so torturing them to experience the same agony once killed her. The curse cannot be broken except by this. A Moonveil woman has to discover real love with a man descended from Celestia personally. The curse never lived only as a myth. Under the full moon, Willow, the seventh-generation Moonveil, she was kissed by Xander and the ancient curse wakes her inside like a sleeping ancestral spirit, horrified, she swears never to have a mate. But her beauty sets off a violent frenzy that transforms competing packs into ravenous wolves defending her favor. Branded a cursed omen, blamed for the anarchy and death, Willow is sought—marked as a sacrifice to bring peace. Only two packs remain loyal: her own Moonveil bloodline and the fearsome warriors of Iron Cliff. MOONVEIL: The Blood of the Last Curse is a dark, epic saga of forbidden passion, vengeance, and the war between destiny and defiance. Will Willow rewrite her fate, or will she be the final casualty of a legacy drenched in betrayal?
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I was dripping wet and the ceremony hadn't even started yet.
My fingers gripped the edge of the vanity as I stared at myself in the mirror while my thighs pressed together. I needed some kind of relief from the ache between my legs that had been getting worse for months now.
The white ceremonial dress clung to every curve I had developed over the past year, and the thin fabric showed my hard nipples pushing against it because I couldn't stop thinking about him.
Dimitri.
My guardian who would probably kill me if he knew what I was thinking right now, which was how badly I wanted him to bend me over this vanity and take me hard from behind while I watched in the mirror.
I was sick. The man raised me for two years, but at this point, I didn't care anymore.
My body burned for him in ways that made me touch myself every night, while I bit my pillow so nobody would hear me moan his name.
"Stop it, Seraphina," I whispered to myself, but my body didn't listen because just thinking about his massive hands, and how they would feel wrapped around my throat, while he pushed inside me made more wetness pool between my legs.
I knew my panties were completely soaked through.
He was so strict with me and never let any unmated male even look at me too long before he would growl and step in front of me.
His huge body that made me feel small, protected and desperately horny all at the same time.
Last week, he caught Drew talking to me near the training grounds and he grabbed him by the throat, throwing him across the field as his eyes turned red.
I had to race all the way to my room because watching him get violent and possessive over me made me so wet that I thought I would leave a puddle on the ground.
The worst part was how he never touched me except for necessary things like helping me up if I fell during training, but even those brief moments when his skin met mine sent electricity through my whole body.
Sometimes, I would pretend to stumble just so he would catch me with those massive arms and I could smell his scent of pine and whiskey that made me want to drop to my knees and beg him to use my mouth however he wanted.
"You're going to hell, Seraphina." I told my reflection, but I was already rubbing my thighs together again thinking about how he looked yesterday when he came back from patrol.
He was shirtless and sweaty with his black hair sticking to his forehead and his gray eyes scanning the pack house until they landed on me.
I swear they got darker before he turned away and disappeared into his office where he probably stayed to avoid me like he had been doing for months.
Did he have any idea what he did to me when he used his Alpha voice during pack meeting?
Everyone would submit, while I would sit there, fighting not to moan because his dominance made my whole body ache to submit to him in completely different ways than pack hierarchy demanded.
Did he notice how I always sat with a pillow on my lap during those meetings because I was terrified everyone would smell how aroused his commands made me?
"Please let him be my mate." I whispered to the Moon Goddess even though I knew it was wrong, twisted and probably impossible, but I didn't care.
I would rather die than watch him mate someone else and have to listen to him claiming another woman, while I touched myself and pretended it was me underneath him, taking his knot.
The door opened and I jumped, my hands flying to smooth down my dress as Natasha walked in with a warm smile that made me relax. She was the only mother figure I had since my parents died.
"Look at you, sweet girl," She flashed me a wide smile as she came up behind me.
She began fixing my long silver blonde hair into the traditional ceremony style while her green eyes met mine in the mirror.
"You're absolutely glowing tonight and the dress fits perfectly on that beautiful body of yours."
"Thank you, Natasha." I blushed, trying to calm my breathing because I was still throbbing between my legs. I prayed she couldn't smell how aroused I was.
"I'm just nervous about shifting for the first time and maybe finding my mate, if the Moon Goddess decides I'm worthy."
She hummed, braiding sections of my hair with gentle fingers that had done this so many times when I was young, scared and missing my parents.
"Every wolf finds their mate eventually, darling and yours will be special because you're special. I know someone has been watching you specifically, and who knows? He could turn out to be your mate."
My heart instantly skipped a beat at her words. Could she be talking about Dimitri? Did Natasha know about all the filthy thoughts that had been filling my head about her brother?
"What do you mean?" I asked warily, the blush on my cheeks intensifying.
Natasha just smiled and continued working on my hair, while I watched her in the mirror, wondering exactly what she was talking about.
"My brother has been very protective of you, hasn't he?" She said casually and my heart skipped another beat. She really was talking about Dimitri.
My face burned and I had no idea what to say but she was not done talking.
"He is a little bit rough around the edges, but Mikhail is a good person.” She said and my heart instantly sank low in my chest. She was talking about her younger brother.
Mikhail was the third of the Volkov siblings and I honestly didn’t care for him. The only one I had my eye on was Dimitri. The one man I couldn’t have.
Natasha held out her hand, helping me stand.
"Come now. Everyone is waiting. The moon will reach its apex soon which means your shift will begin and then we'll all see what the Moon Goddess has planned for you tonight."
I took her hand and let her lead me toward the door while my heart pounded. In less than an hour, I would shift for the first time and possibly find my mate.
All I could think about was whether Dimitri would be there, watching me with those steel gray eyes that haunted my dreams.
We walked down the hallway toward the ceremonial grounds and I could hear the pack gathering outside while the full moon rose higher in the sky.
Natasha squeezed my hand as we reached the door and I could smell him before I saw him, because that pine and whiskey scent hit me so hard my knees almost buckled.
He was standing at the north point of the circle in his ceremonial Alpha robes and when his eyes met mine across the distance, something dangerous flashed in them that instantly made me weak in the knees.
POV: XanderThe second the door was kicked open, I moved.Instinct took over—I stepped in front of Tiana, shielding her with my body.The man who burst in carried a stench I knew all too well—wet fur, sweat, and dried blood. A rogue. Or worse… a blood curse hunter acting on whispers.His heavy boots tracked mud across the wooden floor. His eyes were wild—nervous, hungry, hunting.“You shouldn’t be here,” he growled. “Either of you.”I didn’t answer. I just squared up.This house was too small. Too close to the street. If I shifted here, we’d be front-page news before morning.I had to handle this… as a human.“You’ve got five seconds to walk out that door,” I said flatly, voice sharp. “Or I’ll put you through it.”He laughed. “You think I’m scared of some pampered future Alpha?”He lunged.I ducked, drove my elbow into his ribs, slammed him into t
POV: XanderI stood in the very back row. In front of me were nobles and military officials dressed in black robes with polished silver badges. The air was thick with the scent of incense and damp earth—a nauseating mix.No coffin.No body.Just a stone memorial standing in the middle of the ceremonial field, with a name carved too quickly:Willow MoonveilHeir of the ancient blood. Born for the light, returned to the dark sea.What a load of crap.My fists clenched.Three months ago, she was still alive. Still breathing. Still speaking to me—distant, maybe, but real.And now… just a name on a stone, surrounded by mournful faces that all felt hollow.Rael stood at the front like a statue, motionless. His eyes stared blankly at the overcast sky.The ceremony began. Moonveil priests started chanting death rites in an ancient language. The sound crawled under my skin—not because of th
POV: JarekMy blood boiled.“Say it again,” I whispered. Barely audible—but the entire room froze.The soldier swallowed hard. “Willow Moonveil... reportedly took her own life, sir. In the ocean. Her body hasn’t been found. But... every pack across the continent is on high alert.”Silence.My fist shattered the mahogany table.Bones cracked. Dust scattered. The fire in my chest exploded, wild and searing.“SHE’S NOT DEAD!” My roar shook the stone walls.Kael, my Beta, stepped forward. “Alpha... the scout who tracked Miss Willow to Papua swore he saw her dive into the sea himself.”I was in front of him in a blink. “You think I’m a fool?”Kael stepped back, neck bared—submission. I could’ve torn it open. But that’s not what I needed.I needed truth.Willow. Moonveil blood. Key. Living relic.She wouldn’t end her life that easily... not unless someone forced her. Or worse—someone is hiding her from me.“I smell deception,” I murmured.“What are your orders, Alpha?” Kael asked, still bo
POV: WillowThe world shrank down to the cold breath of night and the endless shadows of the sea below.I reached for the pendant hanging beneath my hoodie—my mother’s moonstone, wrapped in tarnished silver. It was still warm against my skin, pulsing softly like it knew the moment had come.Slowly, I pulled a small knife from the inner pocket of my jacket. A ritual blade—sharp, light. A gift from Rael before I left. His voice still echoed in my ears when he handed it over:"If you really want to disappear, make sure not even your blood can be traced."I turned my back on everything. On the fake technician pretending to fix the navigation lights. On Ezra and Emily, probably still laughing behind me—probably about to hate me.I pressed the blade gently to my fingertip. A small cut opened. Warm blood flowed.Closing my eyes, I touched the drop of blood to the surface of the pendant. A soft glow spread from the stone, then faded.My scent—my wolf blood—vanished.The magic worked. No one w
I could tell something was off about my father. Since last night, he’d been quieter than usual, his gaze heavy with unshed rain. This morning, when I came downstairs, he was already waiting at the dining table, untouched toast in front of him, staring at the steam rising from his teacup. "Willow,
My heart still carried the trace of a kiss I never asked for—stolen by a man who vanished without a word.Xander.Even his name tasted bitter on my tongue. The man who marked my body without permission and left me drowning in unanswered questions, as if I was nothing more than a fleeting nightmare.
I didn’t even have time to fight back. In a split second, my body was yanked into a dark passage hidden behind an old wall I thought was solid. Everything turned black—damp, narrow, suffocating…Then a voice whispered in my ear—deep, sharp, and hauntingly familiar. "Not here, Willow. You’ll kill an
POV 1 – WillowNew York, 2024My phone buzzed on the table. One message from Leon.[Will, please stay with me tonight. I can’t go back to Vermont. It’s just... too lonely with no one around.]Leon. My best friend since freshman year. Just a regular human with a heart as deep as the ocean and a laug
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