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Chapter 250

Author: Iziegbe
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When the Moon Draws Blood

The first scream sliced through the night like a sharp blade.

Aria was already awake.

She felt it before she even heard the sound—the sudden rupture in the wards, the violent snap of ancient magic coming undone under pressure. Her eyes flew open, silver flashing as she sprang to her feet.

“Rowan,” she breathed.

He was already in motion.

The Alpha burst through the door, fully dressed, energy radiating off him in dangerous waves. “They’re here.”

The ground trembled.

Not from thunder.

But from impact.

A second scream followed, then the unmistakable clash of steel, the roar of wolves shifting in the moonlight, and the horrific scent of blood carried on the wind.

Aria didn’t hesitate.

She snatched her cloak, wrapping it tightly around her shoulders, one hand protectively over her abdomen. The life inside her stirred—restless, aware.

The Moon was watching.

She could feel it.

Outside, chaos erupted.

High Council forces surged through
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    The Line That Cannot Be Crossed The night air felt like ash on her tongue. Aria stood at the edge of the watchtower balcony, the wind playfully tugging at her hair as the pack below moved in tense, restless patterns. Torches flickered along the stone paths, their flames dancing like anxious hearts. There was no laughter. No one dared to speak above a whisper. The pack sensed it. War was no longer a distant shadow. It was here. Behind her, Rowan leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, his expression as hard as stone. He had been silent for too long—an Alpha’s silence, the kind that hinted at decisions being forged in blood. “They’ve crossed the eastern boundary,” he finally said. “Three scouting units. All bearing High Council banners.” Aria’s jaw clenched. “So Morian wasn’t just bluffing,” she murmured. “No,” Rowan replied, his tone grim. “He never does.” Aria turned to face him, the moonlight catching the faint silver glow beneath her skin—a glow that ha

  • The Cursed Luna's Return    Chapter 250

    When the Moon Draws Blood The first scream sliced through the night like a sharp blade. Aria was already awake. She felt it before she even heard the sound—the sudden rupture in the wards, the violent snap of ancient magic coming undone under pressure. Her eyes flew open, silver flashing as she sprang to her feet. “Rowan,” she breathed. He was already in motion. The Alpha burst through the door, fully dressed, energy radiating off him in dangerous waves. “They’re here.” The ground trembled. Not from thunder. But from impact. A second scream followed, then the unmistakable clash of steel, the roar of wolves shifting in the moonlight, and the horrific scent of blood carried on the wind. Aria didn’t hesitate. She snatched her cloak, wrapping it tightly around her shoulders, one hand protectively over her abdomen. The life inside her stirred—restless, aware. The Moon was watching. She could feel it. Outside, chaos erupted. High Council forces surged through

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    What the Moon Took Aria sensed something was wrong before the pain started. It began as a whisper in her chest, a tightening that had nothing to do with being tired or old injuries. Her heartbeat felt… off. Not weak. Not fast. Just wrong. She stood alone on the balcony overlooking Silvercrest, as dawn spilled pale gold into the sky. The pack below stirred, unaware that Luna's world was quietly falling apart. She pressed a hand to her abdomen again. The pulse was still there. Faint. Rhythmic. Not pain. Not power. Something else. Her breath caught. “No,” she whispered. Behind her, Rowan stepped onto the balcony, drawn by the sudden sharp spike in her scent—fear mixed with something metallic. “Aria?” His voice softened instantly. “You left without waking me.” She didn’t turn. “The Prophet said the Moon would take something.” Rowan went still. “He was trying to unsettle you.” “Was he?” She finally faced him. Rowan froze. Her skin was pale, a faint

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