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Stigma

Penulis: Armisteads
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-31 00:24:00

(Ivy’s POV)

The morning sun bore down on us as we all gathered at the pack’s training ground. The air was cool, but there was something heavier beneath it. Tension, anticipation, maybe even doubt. I stood in the crowd, my heart steady as my gaze swept across the sea of unfamiliar and wary faces of the warriors in front of us.

Some were older and some were unbelievably younger.

In the center of the ring stood Jace, Theo, Ronan, Celina, and me.

“All right,” Jace began, his voice firm and commanding, “if you’re here, then you already know what’s expected. You’re here to learn how to fight. No one’s getting a free pass.”

Theo crossed his arms beside him, his expression dark. “This isn’t a playground. Out there, rogues don’t go easy on anyone. They won’t care if you’re young, old, male, or female. You screw up—you die. Or worse, someone you care about does.”

Ronan stepped forward, clapping his hands once, loud and sharp, the sound echoing across the field getting everyone’s attention. “I
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  • The Broken Luna Returns   Saved

    (Ivy’s POV)It had been almost a week since we arrived at Blood Moon Pack. The training we conducted with their warriors had been intense, brutal, even. We didn’t sugarcoat anything. As promised, we didn’t go easy on them. And though some of the warriors grumbled under their breath about the relentless drills and bone-deep exhaustion, none dared to challenge us. They knew better.They were no longer just training for strength. They were training for survival. Every moment counted now. Every bead of sweat could mean a life saved.Still, watching them improve was satisfying. Even if they resented us now, even if they hated the pain, we knew this was what was best for them.That afternoon, the air felt different.The sun was dipping low behind the trees, casting long golden shadows over the grounds as we finished a final round of weapon drills. My clothes stuck to my back with sweat, and my muscles ached, but there was something oddly calming about the discipline of it all.I remembered

  • The Broken Luna Returns   Things Get better

    (Ivy’s POV)I locked the door behind me and let my back press against it, my legs giving out as I slid down to the cold floor. The silence wrapped around me like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating.I tried to keep it together—tried to breathe, to calm my mind—but it was no use. The haunting voices, the humiliation, the pain… they clung to me like shadows I couldn’t shake.My eyes found the mirror across the room, and I flinched.I looked wrecked.My face was pale, my eyes red and glassy. My hair was a mess. But none of that hurt as much as the way I looked…lost…Tears slowly slipped from the corner of my eyes, cascading down my cheeks, then faster, no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I buried my face in my knees, muffling the broken sobs that tore through me. Everything I’d been holding back came crashing down in waves. The past. The pain. The confusion. The ache in my chest that is so hard to get rid off.Why couldn’t I just move on?I don’t know how long I stayed like that, mi

  • The Broken Luna Returns   Challenged Emotions

    (Ivy’s POV)The air around me had grown heavier.It was just him and me in the ring now. My heartbeat echoed in my ears, and the crowd’s noise seemed distant, like a dull buzz. I was preparing and analyzing how to make my first move when all of a sudden, he spoke.“How are you?” he whispered, enough so only I could hear him.“What?” I asked mindlessly, taken aback."Begin!” Ronan suddenly yelled, his voice sharp. I focused on the fight again and calculated his every moves. I moved first, fast and sharp like I had always practiced. I gave him a quick jab, then a sweep toward his legs. He blocked it effortlessly. His movements were smooth, though I expected it since he has been training since he was four years old after all. I then threw another punch, and he leaned back, dodging it.As we went on, I noticed that all he ever did was block my attacks, he never did try to throw any attack my way.“You’re quite strong? You must have trained so hard.” He said, complimenting me.I blinke

  • The Broken Luna Returns   Stigma

    (Ivy’s POV)The morning sun bore down on us as we all gathered at the pack’s training ground. The air was cool, but there was something heavier beneath it. Tension, anticipation, maybe even doubt. I stood in the crowd, my heart steady as my gaze swept across the sea of unfamiliar and wary faces of the warriors in front of us. Some were older and some were unbelievably younger.In the center of the ring stood Jace, Theo, Ronan, Celina, and me.“All right,” Jace began, his voice firm and commanding, “if you’re here, then you already know what’s expected. You’re here to learn how to fight. No one’s getting a free pass.”Theo crossed his arms beside him, his expression dark. “This isn’t a playground. Out there, rogues don’t go easy on anyone. They won’t care if you’re young, old, male, or female. You screw up—you die. Or worse, someone you care about does.”Ronan stepped forward, clapping his hands once, loud and sharp, the sound echoing across the field getting everyone’s attention. “I

  • The Broken Luna Returns   It Will Forever Change

    (Ivy’s POV)Gabriel walked ahead, holding the front door open as the rest of us stepped into the inner house of the pack house.The air was warm, filled with the faint scent of herbs, and wood since the building was mostly built in wooden material, and there’s something else I feel that I couldn’t quite place, something that stirred a dull ache in my chest. Nostalgia, maybe. Gab didn’t say much. He kept glancing at me awkwardly, his lips parting like he wanted to say something, then hesitating. I smiled each time he did, even stifled a chuckle at one point. Why was he being so shy? I didn’t remember him being this polite, or this meek when I was still around here.He gestured for us to follow as he led us down the hallway. My eyes scanned every inch, the framed photographs lining the walls, the worn carpet with dips from years of use, even the faint sound of voices drifting from upstairs.It was strange being back. Everything here was familiar, though it was anything but comforting.

  • The Broken Luna Returns   The Scent of Regret

    (Ryker’s POV)Pain.A dull, throbbing ache pulsed through my skull like a drumbeat from hell. I groaned, blinking against the dim room around me as my consciousness slowly returned. I tried hard to flutter my eyes open but every movement felt like dragging myself through wet cement.When I was finally able to open my eyes, what greeted me was the white ceiling and the faint smell of herbs.Where the hell… “Look who’s finally decided to wake up,” a voice said dryly.I turned my head, well…I tried but my neck was throbbing bad. I saw Gabriel, lounging in the chair by the window, absently scrolling through his phone. His tone was the same as ever, but there was a flicker of concern behind his tired eyes.I sat up slowly, my head pounding, the taste of iron on my tongue. “What happened?” My voice came out hoarse, like I’d been chewing gravel.I tried to move but every part of my body was screaming in pain. What happened? How did I end up like this?Gabriel didn’t even look up. He spoke

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