MasukShe was labelled a curse. He defied the orders of the pack for her survival. Mayari Moonsbane was born an anomaly – a lone female werewolf that would bow to no one, she was born with a power that no pack could control. She is offered up as a scapegoat, framed for the murder of the pack’s sole heir and nearly executed. Instead of an execution, she had experienced an awakening with attracted the attention of Aysun Ragnor. Aysun is an alpha gone rogue, walking away from a power and a prophecy that had made him feel trapped in an endless cycle of control. Together, they ignite a spark of rebellion – a rebellion written in blood under the moonlight and marked by forbidden desires. Theirs was not a bond formed by destiny, they simply were two lone wolves who refused to conform and now found comfort in each other’s scars. Where the moon demanded their obedience, they defied her and chose each other.
Lihat lebih banyakTHE MOON LETS GO AT LASTI wake up to the moonlight, a silent symphony of bright white light, blanketing the landscape in an ethereal soft-glowing sheen, quite a contrast to what it was a few moments ago. An uncomfortable pressure builds behind my eyes, like someone decided to pour liquid silver straight into my skull. My body jerks forward, muscles locking and claws scrapping against the rock. A sound so foreign and instinctively animal slices through the silence startling me at how raw and unrefined it sounds, even in my own ears.“Could that be me?" I think to myself even as the sound comes from my throat yet again. “This must be death, the moon goddess has finally come to me," I thought to myself, curling in deeper in a desperate attempt to block out the heat radiating in my skull. My eyes open slowly and an overwhelming sense of confusion overtakes me. I look around me, unable to fully grasp what is going on around me. “How am I awake?" "Am I supposed to be awake? I wonder
THE EXECUTION THAT FAILSThis exactly is the rule of the pack, exactly how perceived defiance ended... with face pressed down into dirt, hands bound and shackled by men who needed to make rules to make themselves feel powerful. "Now be careful there, shall we?" I say hoarsely. "If you tie the noose any tighter, I might actually die." I am laughing, but no one is laughing back or even laughing with me. They haul me to my feet with such urgency that said "the faster they get this over with, the better it would be for everyone".They proceed to drag me through the trees like a plague they could not bear to touch. When we finally come to a stop at the clearing just at the edge of the forest, torchlight flared and I see them in the distance.The Moon council, looking exactly like the stories had described. The same seven figures, the same silvery black robes, the same air of entitlement and superiority, the same elder with ice in his eyes stood at the center. He looks at me like he had f
THE NIGHT OF THE HUNTThe night of the hunt, when they had come for me, had been a very eerie one. The hairs on the ends of my hands stood as the air felt heavy with a feeling that did not sit well in the pit of my belly.They did not come for me howling, that would have given them away so easily. “One major rule guarding hunting among wolves: You do not hunt in silence unless necessary.” Breaking pack hunting rules was the first sign that tipped me of the danger imminent even before my brain could catch up.My senses caught them before I got the chance to see them in the thick fog that covered the night. The air in the forest tightens, nearly choking me. My ankles were still bleeding, the blood oddly contrasting the white of the snow that covered the ground.Just a few hours earlier, while hunting, I had unknowingly gotten caught in a trap of silver that I did not notice until it had snapped shut around my ankles. The teeth sunk deep, biting into my skin enough to make my vision blur
SURVIVING THE CURSE OF THE BLOOD MOONMy life involved growing up on the edge of the maps, living and existing in places where pack law was at its thinnest and not a single form of kindness can be found. I learned quickly how to adapt to my situation.I did everything I possibly could, just to survive. Ranging from, but not limited to stealing heat from dying fires and learning how to run without snapping twigs. I learned how to sleep lightly. That is the only way to survive before death would decide for me. That is the only way to survive those who constantly hunted me.One thing I quickly learned was that lone wolves are illegal, but I become one anyway…I do not have much of a choice.My first shift came in the late hours of the night, nearly killing me. On my thirteenth birthday at the time, the moon was so full, bright, a breathtakingly beautiful ball, hanging overhead with no cares in the world. Nothing about my shift however, reflected its beauty.The sound of cracking bones, lo






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