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A Chance for Revenge
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The Luna's Claws of Revenge All I Ever Needed
*Lyra*Morning light pours in through the window of the small yellow house, as I rise and stretch, feeling the tension in my muscles loosen. I glance over at Bram, already sitting at the tiny table, knife in hand, slicing the jerky we managed to salvage. The berries in the bowl look bright and cheerful compared to the rest of the meager breakfast.“Good morning,” he says, his voice rough with sleep. “I grabbed some berries from a nearby bush before you woke, but I’m afraid this is all we have.” “Good morning,” I reply, taking a piece of jerky. “Are you super hungry? I’m starving.” “Always.” He bites into the jerky, chewing slowly, savoring it, and I can’t help but grin at him. There’s something comforting about this quiet moment, just the two of us, the world outside still waiting.When we finish the last of our food, Bram wipes his hands on a cloth and leans back in his chair, stretching.“You think we should go on a hunt today?” I ask.He nods. “Yeah. We need food, and it’ll keep
The Luna's Claws of Revenge What's in the Cave
*Lyra*The mountain air bites at my fur as Bram and I leap from ridge to ridge, the Blood Fang peaks stretching before us like jagged teeth. The wind howls through the trees, carrying the distant scent of Blood Moon patrols, but so far, we’ve managed to stay invisible. Rain leads the way, a ghostly blur of silver-blue, while Jorin, Mack and Fenric sweep the flanks, their ears twitching, noses to the wind.Every muscle in my body burns. My paws thud against rock and snow, and my heart hammers with fear and exhilaration. Behind us, the Blood Moon stronghold fades into a dark smudge, and I allow myself a tiny spark of satisfaction. I glance at Bram beside me and remember how I worried for his life as I passed through this range the first time. Now that we’re together again, I refuse to let him out of my sight. The path narrows as we wind along a cliffside. Snow crunches beneath our paws, and I can feel the strain in my shoulders, the ache in my haunches, but I push it down. Every step
The Luna's Claws of Revenge Blood Calls to Blood
*Lyra*The mind-link hums, and I cling to it like a lifeline.“We’ve already started watching the gates,” Jorin says. “They rotate every four hours. Six guards per watch. I’ll track their weaknesses. Are they holding you in the tower or the dungeon?” “Fortunately neither,” I begin. “They want us to rule here and are giving us the freedom to walk around the castle. However, if we try to step out without permission, I highly doubt it will be a welcome endeavor.” “It’s perfect that they don’t have you locked up. That means all we have to do is bust you out, rather than breaking down their door,” Jorin replies. “Make sure you say that through the Song mind-link, so they’ll know.” Once I tell the three Song pack members about our liberty to move freely among the castle, Rain cuts in. “I’m covering the north wall from the outer tree line. It’s higher, up on a foggy ridge, but the patrols are sloppy up here. They talk too much and don’t look down enough. If there’s a way to escape throug
The Luna's Claws of Revenge I Accept
*Lyra*Doors are slammed open, and I’m shoved forward into the intimidating throne room. Blood-red banners hang around the cold, dark room. At the center, high on her throne, sits the Luna, her black hair pinned up in regal braids. To her left is Kaelen, and just seeing him sends rage slamming through me like a blade to the ribs. The Alpha who shattered my life, who poisoned my people with lies, and who banished me for control, sitting there smug and proud, as if his very presence isn’t an insult. To her right sits a woman who could be my own reflection.“Ah, there she is,” the Luna says, her voice carrying across the chamber like a whip cracking. “The wayward child arrives at last. Welcome home, Lyra.”My jaw clenches. “I’m not your child, and I’m certainly not home.”Something like amusement sparkles in her eyes. “Not mine, no, but blood calls to blood, whether you deny it or not. I am your aunt, your mother’s sister. I’m called Maelis, Luna of this pack. You know Kaelen of cou
The Luna's Claws of Revenge Take Me Instead
*Bram*Instead of being thrown back into the dungeon, the guards shove me down a corridor lit by torches, walls lined with black banners trimmed in crimson. The air smells of incense and smoke, too rich and cloying. They stop at a set of heavy oak doors with carvings of wolves locked in combat. One pushes them open, and I’m shoved inside.The door slams shut behind me, iron bolts sliding into place, though, this definitely isn’t a cell.The chamber is enormous, more like a guest room than a prison. Velvet scarlet curtains drape over tall windows, though the view is nothing but intimidatingly thick fog hanging over sharp peaks. A fire roars in the hearth, casting warm light across polished floors and tapestries. A large bed waits against the far wall, its crimson quilts turned down as though in invitation.I scan it all, feeling uneasy. The guards are outside, and I can feel their presence. I could shift, break the lock, and try to fight all of them, but where would I run? Down sheer c
The Luna's Claws of Revenge Attacked By Patrol
*Bram*I struggle to open my eyes, the dark walls blurring until they sharpen the unmistakable cage of a dungeon cell. Iron bars, damp floor, and the sour tang of wolfsbane. They must’ve drugged me. Whoever they are. My head pounds. The last thing I remember is the cart jolting beneath me, rough hands shoving me down as something sharp nicked my neck. However, the blindfold, paired with the rocking sway of wheels rolling up what felt like mountains and being repeatedly knocked in the head every time we stopped and made camp–along with possibly being drugged–has made me more than a little fuzzy on the details. I know we climbed, dipped, jolted again, and then nothing. I must’ve blacked out.I push myself upright, biting back a groan. The cell is empty other than a bucket shoved in the corner. My wrists burn where they tied me before, though the ropes are gone now. Then I hear a scrape of metal, and a door swings open. An armored guard shouts, “The Luna will see you now.”I don’t mo
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