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The eclipse order
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04.10.2026 14:23:22
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Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha The Goddess's Mirror
The dawn that broke over the Deadwood Marshes stripped away the last remnants of sulfurous mist, bathing the amphitheater in a cold, crystalline light.In the sunken slate basin, the fallen lay still. Next to the southern wall, Serena lay dead on the mire where my attack had flung her off the altar, to die without her twisted dreams fulfilled, her dead eyes gazing at the cold skies. Further on, next to the deadwood root, Saint Patrick's head had been severed in a bloody mess from the ruins of the grand circle.The threat that had kept the five realms hostage for decades was dead.I stood below the ruined altar with my son in my arms. Leo had ceased his cry, his thumb tucked into his mouth, his dark eyelashes fluttering as he placed his exhausted head onto my shoulder, his small fist gripping the silver chain of the Tear of Elyra.Next to me, Kael was kneeling.The Alpha of Valemont was bruised and battered, with damaged armor and labored breathing. He did not look at the corpses of t
Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha defeated
Aria’s POVThe aftermath of the confrontation filled the Sunken Amphitheater with a smoky, sulfurous haze, debris of ruined equipment and the sounds of misery of the doomed.Standing on my right flank, Draven was nude-chested and looked like a solid block of black granite, with clouds of mist puffing out of his lips. In his mighty arms, wrapped safely in the warmth of his chest, Leo hiccupped softly, holding Draven's collar with his little fat hands and staring at the smoky pool with wide, curious amber eyes.Behind me, the northern huskarls and the southern outriders stood in total and complete silence. Their halberds, star-metal swords and battle axes were lowered; nobody dared to exhale. All their eyes were on me.I went down the stairs of the sacrificial altar.The clicks of my boots on the bloody tiles were measured and even, while the black velvet of my cape swept across the stone. The Tear of Elyra was burning bright with the celestial silver flames on my sternum, casting shar
Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha The eclipse order
Aria’s POVThe eerie silence that descended over the Sunken Amphitheater cracked like brittle pine beneath the boot of an ironclad knight.The people there were the Eclipse order, their main goal was to end our power and become the most powerful creatures.“Kill them!” roared Saint Patrick, his voice raw with desperation. “Kill the bitch mother and slay the beast!”No hesitation followed the order. Fifty rogues, witches, and western warlords rushed forward in a frenzied, panicked swarm.Twelve blood-witches opened their gaunt, skeletal hands, letting the dark violet curses flow out of their fingertips while chanting something incomprehensible in a dead language. Behind them, twenty rogue Alphas let out a roar, their elongated fangs baring in the moonlight and bone-armor blurring as they jumped on the black slate steps.Beside me, Draven let out a world-shattering roar.The noise blasted the mist off the stones in a sonic ring. No waiting for them to reach the top, he lunged forward,
Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha The prey was not powerless
Saint Patrick’s POVThe sunken amphitheater smelled like scorched pine needles, stale blood, and utter failure."You promised he'd have pure blood!" Mother Vesper snarled, pulling back her black hood that revealed the rotting lines of her blackened, twisted veins. "An unblemished blood! We constructed the great circle during the night of the blood moon! And the vessel is still closed!"They had cast the spell twice now and they still hadn’t gotten the result they were expecting.According to them; that means his blood is awakened.Which is not supposed to be!The other eleven witches of the Black Circle hissed like angry vipers, their gray robes whipping around the ankles in the unnatural draught as their palms dripped with ash of the dead incense.Behind them, the western council members were visibly sweating in their heavy velvets, gripping their hilts of their daggers tightly."Northern riders are reported to be crossing the crest two miles away!" Elder Raymond snarled, his voice
Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha Trapped in the shadow of their doom
The Dragon's Spine cracked with the gallop of three thousand iron-shod northern horses.No banners were unfurled, nor did our advance carry any sovereign fanfare. We descended towards the borders ridges in an avalanche of midnight steel, carving the frosted peaks with the icy edges of our swords. Above us, the sky of storm clouds looked bleak and cold, bruised slate with no trace of warmth.Draven led our column, riding half a pace in front of me, still in human form but carrying the suffocating aura of his apex wolf just beneath the skin. His greatsword was strapped across his back, his jaw tense like granite. From the mating bond I felt only a frigid calm of the rage that was building inside him, resonating from the mark on my neck.Behind me, Alpha Kael led forty southern outriders. He rode in silence, staring with the face set in a line of shame at the mud churned by the hooves of his stallion. No orders were given, he had yielded the command of the vanguard to the north without a
Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha To the Weeping Ridge!
The Dragon’s Spine bowed under the weight of three thousand iron-clad wolves.We did not move at the slow pomp of an imperial delegation. The advance group moved like an avalanche of midnight steel and silver fangs, racing through the high mountain passes down to the southern valley. The sky above us was bruised, jagged gray, and suffocated under the rising gale.Draven rode at my left flank on a massive warhorse clad in black chainmail, his jaw as hard as mountain granite. Under his leather armor, his beast thrummed close to the surface, the vibrations of his inner growl humming along our open mating bond.No one behind us spoke a word. They were northern huskarls, ruthless killers who had waited thirty long winters for their cursed king to break his chains. Now that he was whole, and their newly crowned queen led the hunt, they did not ask questions.By sunset, the burning perimeter of Valemont was breached by the mist.The southern stronghold lay in utter ruin. The eastern armory w
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