LOGINMENODORA’S POVThe first thing that stands out to me when I wake up is the sun. It's now standing high in the cloud above the room where we are staying. The second thing I notice is the empty space beside me. I feel it with my hands and the coolness of it tells me Orvax has been gone for quite a while. The last that stands out to me is the broad smile I can feel on my cheeks.It takes several seconds to realize just how broadly I am smiling. I stare at the ceiling, confused at the unfamiliar feeling of warmth spreading from my chest to my hands and all over my body. This feels like the first time in forever that I have woken up without my mind working in overdrive. No thoughts of the Blood moon or prophecies or my parents or even the people who want me dead.A memory flits across my mind and I feel a sudden wave of warmth, more intense than earlier, crawl up my neck and settle hot and heavy beneath my eyes.“Oh dear mother of the Moon," I curse beneath my breath as more memories of th
ORAVX'S POV“Let's get out of here,” I say to Menodora, my voice coming out rougher than I intended. Grabbing her hands in mine, I interlock our fingers as we run down the hill, our cares and worries forgotten in the wind.“I haven't felt this free in a long time," she says when her laughter dies down into little hiccups.“Then let's enjoy tonight to the fullest…who knows what tomorrow might bring?”“The others might start getting worried if we stay much longer,” I continued nudging her slowly.“But I don't want to go just yet…” she whines and I can't help the smile that tugs at my lips.“I know you don't want to, but we need to.”She grumbles a little before she agrees that we head back.When we approach the door we walked out of not so long ago, I feel Menodora's shoulders go rigid beside me. I give her fingers a soft squeeze to reassure her that I'm still right here by her side and she turns to offer a slight smile before continuing to the door.“You're here?” The Keeper asks “I
ORAVX'S POVMenodora raises her brows when I sit and I realize it doesn't escape her attention that I am not sitting close to her but a few inches away.“Does everyone always expect that you know what to do in every situation," she asks, leaning back on her hands."Most of the time.” I don't know where this is going but I reply to her anyway."And do you always have the answers?" “Truthfully, I don't know what to do more than half the time…but fear of letting down those who trusted me enough to defy my father keeps me going.”Her jaw goes slack and her lips part, forgetting how to form words. I guess she wasn't expecting me to be so honest with her, but really, what's there to hide?“That's the problem with being an Alpha," I continued, eyes turned towards the city. Beside me, Menodora listens, hanging on to my every word. “People often assume that strength means certainty and that if you're strong enough, then it means you have answers to everything." "And when you don't have these
ORVAX'S POVThe Keeper is still talking but I can see that Menodora is no longer listening. She has a blank expression on her face, like her thoughts have locked the door and pulled the blinds. Every word the Keeper speaks feels like another boulder placed on her shoulder and I watch in horror as she curls into herself even more…almost like she is trying to disappear without us noticing.“Child of the Blood Moon…restorer…the chosen one…daughter of the last guardians…” the Keeper's words drone on and on and I struggle hard to tune her out, choosing instead to focus on Menodora. Her parents had known secrets that she had spent her entire life bleeding for…her mother had died…a death she had blamed herself for…protecting a promise. Her father…the heavens know where he is…had disappeared carrying the weight of a promise no one else knew about. And like that wasn't enough, an entire kingdom is looking up to her as though she is the answer to every question they ever had…what overwhelming r
MENODORA'S POVI watch as the warmth vanishes from the Keeper’s eyes, leaving them as flat and cold as winter glass. The ghost of a smile that had previously touched her lips is now flattened into a thin, bloodless scar of a mouth. “When did it all change you ask. Maybe it was when the most powerful of Alpha bloodlines realized that a single child chosen by the Moon could undo everything they had worked so hard to build.”Silence rings in the air again as Orvax and I listen with held breaths.“They knew killing the Moon goddess’ blessing was out of the question, so they did something far more sinister…they chose to kill the truth instead.”“They changed the stories," Cassian whispers quietly and the Keeper nods once, encouraging him to continue.“For many generations, they taught their children that the Blood Moon was a symbol of destruction. They went after and destroyed every account that spoke of restoration," Cassian continues, his voice getting louder with the encouragement of t
MENODORA'S POV The silence in the Chambers stretched for several minutes…in this enclosure, it felt more like hours than mere minutes. I could hear my heart hammering against my ribcage threatening to tear through my chest. My eyes remain fixed on the mural and it feels as if I am transported to a world beyond the one I am in at the moment. I gaze longingly at the child in the woman's arms, suddenly missing the warmth of my mother. The crimson moon catches my interest and I notice for the first time that instead of the shade of red I originally thought it is, it's a shade of fiery orange-red…like the sun at its brightest. The wolves surrounding the infant are stark white, a sharp contrast compared to the moon. They surround the child, not as a predator circling its prey but as guardians of the moon spirit.“n ms.n.tw.s r srḫt tꜣ, ḥnꜥ r rḏi.t n tꜣ pꜣ kꜣ.n.sn r krs.t.f." The words at the bottom of the mural leaped at me and although I have no knowledge of ancient languages, for some r
The Alpha staggers backward, his breath seizing in his throat, only coming out in painful and shallow pants.“The child shall be executed…” he announces for all within and without the birthing den to hear.“No!" The shriek of the child's mother shatters the stillness that follows the Alpha’s announ
MENODORA'S POV“No… that's impossible,” one of the council members says, but right before their very eyes, it is already happening.The first sight that catches my attention is the sight of my fingers, because extending from where my nails should be are now lethal-looking claws, long and sleek.“Be
MENODORA’S POV “What did he mean by the moon makes no mistakes?" My head spins from the pressure of trying to understand what his words mean. "The same moon that rejected me?! The same moon that never once spoke to me in my years of isolation?! Who is she to judge me now?!” Those are the words I w
“She should not exist…” Those are the first words spoken by the midwife on the night Mayari is born.That night, the moon did not shine the way it normally would, instead it bled. Like a crimson stain spreading across the face of the night, it turned the atmosphere into a rust-tinted veil.The moo







