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The shattered vale
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The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The moon's rebirth
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The moon's rebirth was a lie.Its light, once pure and radiant, now flickered like a guttering candle, casting elongated shadows that slithered across the camp. The Eclipse Crown sat heavy on Eden's brow, its twin spiral darkened to a bruise-like hue, and the air hummed with a dissonant energy that made the wolves' hackles rise. Kelly stood at the edge of the grove, her trinity mark cold and silent, Nyxara's whispers absent for the first time in months. The victory over Nythra felt hollow, a fragile ceasefire in a war far from over.Eden's resurrection had left him changed. His veins, once silvered by the curse, now pulsed with the Eclipse Crown's obsidian light. He moved like a ghost, his footsteps soundless, his gaze fixed on horizons only he could see. Rhydian shadowed him relentlessly, the lattice of scars on his chest glowing faintly, as though reacting to the Crown's corrupted energy."It's in his dreams," Rhydian confessed one night, his voice ragged. "
The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The shattered vale
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The Shattered Vale was a wound in the earth, a jagged chasm where the First Wolves were said to have clawed their way into existence. Its cliffs glistened with veins of star-metal, and the air hummed with the echoes of ancient howls. Kelly stood at the edge, her trinity mark throbbing in rhythm with the valley's pulse. Beside her, Jason surveyed the terrain, his Alpha instincts bristling."This place reeks of death," he muttered, claws unsheathed."Not death," Kelly corrected. "*Rebirth*. The First Wolves didn't just die here-they were *forged*."The revelation had come from a crumbling codex hidden beneath the grove's heartstone, its pages etched by a long-dead scholar of the Ouroboros Clan. The text spoke of the Vale as a crucible, a place where primordial forces had melded flesh and shadow to create the wolf-kind. But it also warned of the *Eclipse Crown*, a relic buried in the Vale's depths, capable of severing curses... or magnifying them.Eden's plague-v
The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The Moon's Curse
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The moon's corpse left a void in the sky, a starless wound that bled silence. In its absence, the laws of the world frayed. Rivers ran backward. Wolves gave birth to stillborn shadows. The plague-veins in Eden's arms lay dormant but restless, a sleeping storm neither he nor Isolde could name. The packs called it *the Hollowing*-a sickness of the soul, a hunger for what the moon had taken.Rhydian's serpents were gone. In their place, a lattice of scars stretched across his chest, thin and white as spider silk. They ached when the wind shifted east, as though mourning their lost purpose. He refused to speak of the tomb in the fen, of the thing that had worn my face. But at night, when the camp slept, I heard him whispering to Eden's shadows. *"Stay with him. Keep him whole."*They didn't listen.---**EDEN'S POV**The first time I saw the *Veil-Threader*, I thought it a hallucination. A figure woven from smoke and static, standing at the edge of the Blackroot F
The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The Kinslayer
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The moon's corpse hung low, a bloated specter leaching color from the sky. Its craters pulsed like open wounds, and the sea beneath it had gone still, a black mirror reflecting its rot. The *Kinslayer* cut through the water, its heartstone hull groaning as if mourning the world it sailed toward. Selene's wolves clustered at the bow, their star-metal blades glinting like shards of dead constellations. Rhydian stood apart, his serpents restless beneath his skin, their scales shimmering with a light that matched the moon's sickly glow."They're whispering again," he said, fingers brushing the twin snakes coiled over his ribs.Eden glanced up from sharpening his daggers, gold-green magic flickering at his fingertips. "What do they want this time?""To *bite*," Rhydian replied, his smile sharp but brittle.The ship lurched.---The first wave hit at dusk-not water, but *shadows*. They slithered over the deck, disorienting and cold, their touch leeching warmth from
The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The Merger
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The obsidian fruits split open at dawn, birthing serpents with human eyes. They slithered through the grove, hissing prophecies in Nyxara's voice. *"The key turns, the lock bleeds, the Drowned City wakes."* By noon, three pups had vanished, their footprints ending at the edge of the cursed spring, now bubbling with saltwater and the stench of decay.Eden stood knee-deep in the fouled waters, his magic probing the depths. "There's a current below. It's pulling *toward* something.""Thalassar's domain," Rhydian said, his scar-key shimmering like wet ink. "The Drowned City isn't a myth. It's his larder."Selene's remaining warriors encircled us, their spears tipped with jagged star-metal. "Your Vessel meddling poisoned the land," she spat. "You tread water, or we stake your hearts to the mud."The goddess snarled in my mind, but Nyxara's laughter drowned her out. *"Let them try. Let me play."*---**EDEN'S POV**The scar-key pulsed hotter as we neared the spring.
The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen The Deal
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**The moon hung low, swollen and jaundiced, as if the sky itself were sick. Three nights had passed since we'd caged Thalassar's hunger inside us, and the weight of it festered like a splintered bone. My silver hair caught the pallid light as I paced the grove, the earth murmuring underfoot. The others thought the fissure was sealed. They didn't feel the *itch* beneath their skin, the gnawing sense that Thalassar's prison was a sieve, not a vault.Eden found me at dawn, his hands still bandaged from the ritual. "They're gathering at the northern border," he said, voice tight. "Selene's pack. And others.""Let them come." The words weren't mine. The goddess's cadence bled into my speech, cold and regal. Eden flinched, and I forced myself to soften. "We'll meet them."---The northern border was a scar. Trees leaned away from the fissure's remnants, their bark bleached ghost-white. Selene stood at the front of a ragged coalition-Silverclaw warriors, nomadic shifte
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