Veil of the Bloodmoon

Seraphine sat on the wooden bench opposite the fountain.Tear stains marked the path from beneath her eyes, through her cheeks, and down to her chin."Mommy, do you think the Luna will be okay?" A werepup asked. His mother squeezed his hand as she looked at Seraphine.She still wore the dress she had worn for last night's mating ball. Black, with a touch of red, just like Alpha King Alaric loved it. "I'm sure she'll be fine," The werepup's mother said to him as she led him out of the garden.As the duo left, Seraphine’s hand flew to her mouth, trying to muffle her sobs. Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks once more.She couldn't help but think the mother was wrong. She wasn't sure if she was going to get over his death. How could she?A week ago, Alpha Alaric had decided to throw a ball in her honor. He wanted to celebrate her being his Luna for a hundred days. "Don't be silly, Alaric. Who celebrates just a hundred days?" She asked him.Alaric laughed as he pulled her closer, gently

Back to the Present"For how long do we have to wait?!" One of the court members yelled. "How long do we have to wait for her to get over his death?!"He pushed his seat away as he started pacing."You have to understand, Elder Derrick," Theon said to the official."We have already given her a day. What else do you want from us?" another official countered."She just lost her mate. She has just lost the Moon Goddess's gift to her. At least give her time to mourn him," Theon added.Derrick scuffed."Time, Beta? Time?!" He questioned. "May I remind you that time is what we do not have on our side—""You speak as though we are at war, Elder Derrick," a voice came from the entrance of the courtroom. Everyone turned. They were shocked to find Seraphine at the door. She had bathed and changed out of the ball gown.She walked towards them, keeping her head up as she headed for the Alpha's seat. Without saying anything to them, or showing any sign of wavering, she sat in Alpha's seat—the pl

Back at the Palace."Ius Rematrimonii Sanguinis?" The Elders echoed as their eyes widened in shock."You asked me what I wanted, and I have told you," Seraphine said to them as she sat on Alaric's seat.Ius Rematrimonii Sanguinis was a sacred right that involved a widowed Luna marrying the blood relative of her late husband.Seraphine had read about it in the past. She knew she wasn't okay with anyone taking Alaric's place in her life, but that was the only solution she could think of.The old men were after something. Though Seraphine wasn't sure what it was, she was going to make sure she stomped on all their plans."So you are willing to travel miles in search of a new Alpha instead of appointing one amongst us?" Derrick asked her.Seraphine leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, and her face on her clasped hands."I am only doing what I think is best for the pack which my husband left in my care," she said to him in a calm and firm tone.An Elder stood up. He had a smirk

The present.Before Seraphine could hit the ground, Theon caught her. Tears rolled down her eyes as Alaric’s smiling face flashed before her. But in a split second it was replaced by the horror of him on the floor, blood stains marking his mouth. "Who would do that to him?" She asked, tears rolling down her cheeks as Theon helped her into a seat. "I don't know Seraphine, but we are going to make sure we find them and make them pay," Elara said. "Why would anyone want to hurt him? He was a good man, a good mate, and a good Alpha," Seraphine said, ignoring Elara's words. She couldn't hear her step-sister. She couldn't hear anything. The only thing that came to her mind was the thought of the pain Alaric must have felt. She felt a sharp pain in her chest as she cried out. At that moment, she couldn't help but hate herself. Her mate had been in pain. He had been poisoned and was in pain, but she couldn't feel it. Why couldn't she feel him at that moment? Why wasn't she able to share his p

"Fight Seraphine! Fight! Fight!" Seraphine gasped as she jerked awake. "Are you okay?" Elara asked as she tried to touch Seraphine's temple, but Seraphine dodged her touch. "You had another nightmare—didn't you?" Seraphine sighed. "I'm sorry about that," She said, apologizing for earlier. "Don't worry about it. You don't look so good," Elara said as she handed Seraphine a silk cloth to wipe off the sweat on her temple. "Was it the same as the other ones?" Seraphine nodded as she took the cloth. She wiped the cold sweat without saying anything to Elara. They had been on the road for two days, and she kept having nightmares. It was a dream of a man sitting on the Alpha King's seat, with his back to her. There was blood beneath his feet, and corpses scattered all over the floor. Whenever she tried to move closer to see him, she would be pulled away. The dream always ended with him yelling at her. Seraphine didn't know what the dream meant, but anytime she woke up, she was always scared.