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THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 102

Penulis: MIKS DELOSO
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-18 21:30:30

The dawn had never seemed so vulnerable.

The heavens above the Red Crescent Mountains glimmered with bruised gold, as if the skies themselves breathed in holding their breath. Smoke continued to curl from the shattered peaks where magic had grappled like titans—where blood had etched destiny, and prophecy had bowed to a will more powerful than destiny itself.

Emereah stood at the top, shrouded not in velvet nor jewels, but in the dust of a world she would not allow to perish. Before her, the last of the Crescent Silver Moon Fang Pack—few, broken, yet alive—knelt in a large ring. Each bowed forehead. Each heart pumping not in submission, but hope.

Vera stepped forward, skin still etched with radiant sigils, dried blood at her temples. She was bare-headed, except for the appearance of a sister who had stood amid flames.

"They've made their choice, my Luna," Vera whispered, her voice shattering as the words fell into the ground like an act of holy devotion. "The old council is gone. The
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    "When she was still inside me. When I gave birth to her under Vladimir's sigil. The curse now lay, under love and bond. But it will burst forth. when she is seventeen.Her fists were clenched."And it will destroy her."A bitter howl of wind ripped through the cave. Wardstones trembled. Rhovan came on, sword aloft, feeling the blast."She did what?" he roared, the muscles in his jaw twisting."."Morgane." Emereah's voice faded to a scream of rage. "She cursed my daughter. My blood. My future!"The cave trembled as Emereah's energy was unleashed. The color of the fire shifted to silver-blue, burning the edges of the rock with an unending hunger for war."She'll come back on the blood moon," Emereah growled, "believing still she has power. Believing she has destiny.".She looked down upon Lunareth, peaceful still in Vera's embrace. Emereah kneeled, laid a kiss upon her daughter's brow, and breathed softly, "You are not a pawn. You are not a price. You are everything."She stood.Her rob

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    "Alpha," a voice whispered at her back. A shaken, bloodied young Silvermoon scout. "There's action in the inner grove. The rebels are withdrawing—toward the ceremonial ruins."Emereah's heart halted.That's where the Luna Stones were kept. The ancient Crescent Silvermoon seat of power.If they corrupted it, they could curse the entire bloodline."Rhovan. Vera. With me."Emereah's breath skipped. "The prophecy…"A sigh in the room. Not a voice from the living.A choir of the ancients."She shall be born of blood and fire,At the return of unity,With peace's cry and storm's boom,The child of the Alpha Flame will come up—And in her, the broken will be made whole.The runes blazed once, and then faded out, searing a pale, silvery scar on the child's skin. A birthmark—not of earth, but of heaven."She's…"Vera dared to say, throat raw with wonder. "She's marked.""She's been selected," growled one of the elder priestesses in awe. "The Moon itself kissed her breath."Rhovan stepped into

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    They broke the last defenses like fire burning frost.Amongst the ruins of the ancient temple, hooded beings stood praying. Rebels' elders, lips moving tongues older than even Vera was.And at its center—A dagger.Oozing with blood of forebears.Above the Luna Stone."NO!" Emereah screamed, voice rending the heavens asunder.She ran, magic crackling behind her.One of the elder's whipped around, face white with fury. "She has the nerve to desecrate—"Rhovan's sword cut him short.Vera fired a blast of searing white flame, blasting the circle apart.But the senior elder held the dagger in a tighter grip. "If I don't take the throne… NO ONE WILL!"He thrust the dagger downward.But he never touched the stone.Emereah took hold of his wrist.Blazing eyes."Your reign is at its end."And with a roar, she pushed him back.He struck the pillar of stone, falling, out. Silence fell.The rebellion… was done.AftermathWith morning seeping over the gutted hill, smoke ascended into the air, ca

  • THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE   THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 103

    And at midnight, the moon cried silver over the circle of stones. Emereah stepped into the center, robes flowing behind her, ancestral sword on her left, vial of her own blood in her right hand.Rhovan and Vera stood on the cardinal stones. Between them, soldiers of both last groups—Red Crescent deserters and hidden Silvermoon loyalists—stood, wary but watching.Emereah spoke louder, hard as steel, low."Blood of the dead, breath of the slain,Hear me now in the frost.From fang to fire, from ash to stone,Your Luna calls—home."The horn sounded.And out of forest, out of mist, out of mountain caves—They came.Gray-eyed old soldiers standing battle-tormented. Silver-maned elders burdened with age. Sigil-scarred young ones whose sigils hid their meaning.The Silvermoon Fang Pack—those who had vanished after the massacre—popped out of banishment. Out of shadows. Out of concealment.Tears glittered on Vera's face as her people re-entered the light.They all knelt before Emereah.They al

  • THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE   THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 102

    The dawn had never seemed so vulnerable.The heavens above the Red Crescent Mountains glimmered with bruised gold, as if the skies themselves breathed in holding their breath. Smoke continued to curl from the shattered peaks where magic had grappled like titans—where blood had etched destiny, and prophecy had bowed to a will more powerful than destiny itself.Emereah stood at the top, shrouded not in velvet nor jewels, but in the dust of a world she would not allow to perish. Before her, the last of the Crescent Silver Moon Fang Pack—few, broken, yet alive—knelt in a large ring. Each bowed forehead. Each heart pumping not in submission, but hope.Vera stepped forward, skin still etched with radiant sigils, dried blood at her temples. She was bare-headed, except for the appearance of a sister who had stood amid flames."They've made their choice, my Luna," Vera whispered, her voice shattering as the words fell into the ground like an act of holy devotion. "The old council is gone. The

  • THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE   THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 101

    Not from destruction—From resistance.The blackened fire surrounding Emereah pulsed once… then again. Her eyes, once golden, flared bright white.And then she screamed.Not in pain.In defiance.Her voice shattered the air.“I AM THE END YOU FEAR—AND THE BEGINNING YOU CANNOT KILL!”The magic Morgane had cast began to buckle. Her hands shook. The blood-runes flickered.Vera, dazed and bleeding, crawled to Emereah, muttering a counterspell. "Let fire remember. Let fate return. Let the Luna rise."Morgane shouted in fury. "NO! SHE IS A MISTAKE!"Vladimir turned to her, face dark and empty. "You made your last."In a burst of speed, he plunged his claws directly into Morgane's chest.Her limbs relaxed. The spell broke.Emereah fell to her knees, holding her belly, gasping ragged—but the fire came back, enveloping her in warm protection.The curse was broken.But the cost had been etched into the stone.Three Elders were dead. Two others were brain-scorched by the inverted incantation. Rh

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