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It has been three months since my marriage to Alpha King Alaric. Honestly, I would say we are still getting to know each other, there is just a lot to learn, but I enjoy every minute we spend together. Life in the Bloodmoon pack is completely different from how life is where I come from. I am still trying to adjust and get used to the reality of being the Luna of a pack, much less the Alpha queen of the whole kingdom. It always seems surreal whenever I think about it. I wonder how Alaric got used to this, but then I remember that he was literally born into royalty, so I guess being the Alpha is what he prepared for his whole life. One of my first roles as the Luna is getting to know the members of my pack. In the pack I came from, we all lived almost like humans. Usually, most people only change into their wolf forms during the full moon. I can barely remember what my father's wolf looked like. But it is the complete opposite here. The wolves here are more in tune and connected with t
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Seraphine’s POV.After training, I went to the room Alaric and I shared in the west wing of the Palace. I didn't leave with Alaric as he was called for an urgent meeting with the pack elders and the council. I overhead them talking about something like strengthening pack defense. I still don't know much about pack politics, but I knew the pack elders look down on me because I am a woman. I walked into the bathroom and slipped into the warm embrace of the bath that the pack's omega had prepared for me. The water was very soothing and the fragrance from the herbs helped to calm me down and soothe my sore muscles. I leaned back, allowing the warmth of the water to envelop me. I heard the door creak open, and my heart fluttered with excitement. I opened my eyes to see my mate stepping into the room, a playful grin lightening his face and amusement dancing across his eyes. “My darling, do you care for some company?” he asked, his voice rich with warmth and affection. “Well, only if you pro
Last Updated : 2025-03-19Veil of the Bloodmoon Tough choice.
Present day.The next morning, everyone was up as soon as the first ray of sun pierced through the clouds. Seraphine had barely slept, she was torn between going to look for her sister and continuing their journey. Both were very important and time dependent, the life of all the members of her pack depended on it, but Elara was also her only sister, and she would rather die than let anything happen to her. Seraphine couldn't think of anyone that would have a personal vendetta against Elara. "She was definitely kidnapped by my enemies to get leverage over me", she thought. She couldn't help but feel guilty that if anything happened to her sister, it would be her fault. When the camp was packed and ready to go, they made sure they covered their tracks and any sign that they had been there, in order to make it difficult for anyone following them to predict their movements. Seraphine decided to split the traveling group into two. She looked around at everyone. Mike, one of the pack warrio
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Veil of the Bloodmoon Bluemoon pack.
An omega led them through a hallway to their rooms. "Here we are, Luna," she said in a soft voice. "Thank you," Seraphine responded with a smile. Before she went in, she pulled Gareth to the side. "When you are done resting, I want you to survey the pack and see how things are done here. I don't want what happened in Redmoon pack to repeat itself." "Yes Luna, you can go in and rest. It's obvious you are tired. I will come with a report later." He replied, and she gave him a grateful smile in return. Seraphine stepped into the guest room, eager to get out of her clothes and take a bath. She felt a wave of warmth wash over her. The room was so inviting and filled with a rich scent of recently polished wood and a faint hint of lavender. Thick cream curtains draped over the windows, casting a soft glow in the room with the late afternoon light. In the corner stood a wooden bathtub with steam rising gently from the water that had been drawn just for her. Seraphine could already feel the te
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Veil of the Bloodmoon The proposal.
Seraphine's heart raced with anticipation. She hoped she would be able to convince Alpha Carlson as soon as possible. Moments later, she heard a voice telling her to come in and she opened the door. Alpha Carlson was seated on a couch in the office and Shaman Soraya sat on the couch opposite him. They seemed to be having a serious conversation. The Alpha's office looked more functional than luxurious, as opposed to the rest of the pack house. The walls were painted in a simple beige color, giving the room a neutral backdrop. A sturdy and unadorned wooden desk sat against one wall. It was covered with stacks of paperwork and a few scattered pens, suggesting that he had a busy schedule but lacking any personal touch. In one corner of the room, lay a desk with a chair behind it and two mismatched chairs in front of it. The table itself bore the marks of frequent use, with scratches and stains that gave an idea of how long it had been in use. On one side of the room, two couches sat facin
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Veil of the Bloodmoon The prophecy.
Out of everything Seraphine had expected her to say, a prophecy was the least of her expectations. "What are you talking about?" She asked. "It was foretold by the chief priestess of our pack a hundred years ago." Seraphine's brow furrowed. She had been curious to hear what Soraya had to say, but nothing had prepared her for this. "A prophecy? About me? That sounds... impossible." Soraya leaned forward, her silver hair catching the light, giving her an almost otherworldly appearance. "Not impossible, dear. It is written in the stars. A Luna will rise, one who will endure immense trials and tribulations, yet she will be the one to unite all the packs." Seraphine felt a chill run down her spine. "Luna? You mean... me?" "Yes, you, you are a beacon of hope to our people," Soraya replied, her eyes glinting with conviction. "You possess the strength and the spirit that was mentioned in the prophecy. You have been destined to bring unity and harmony to our world, but the journey will not be
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Veil of the Bloodmoon The weight of choices.
Seraphine retired to her room for the night, her mind racing with new discoveries and realizations. She had to make a decision that would ensure both her safety and that of her pack. The Bluemoon pack was being ruled by witches!. "How is that even possible?", she thought. As she entered the room, she closed the door quietly behind her and leaned against it with a sigh, closing her eyes. She missed the comfort of the room she had shared with Alaric back at Bloodmoon, but all that seemed like another lifetime now, she felt like she had aged a little in the past few days. The flickering light from the single candle on the nightstand painted her features in a mosaic of a shadow on the wall opposite her. She stared at her shadow for a long while and let out a deep breath trying to calm the storm brewing within her. Choosing Alpha Carlson as the Alpha King means joining forces with the witches and the Bluemoon pack. It means granting power to the witches, to the people who had been forced i
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Seraphine squinted her eyes as the rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains. She had spent most of the night thinking of a way out, and now it was time to make a decision. She got ready for the day and left her room. The pack house was silent as she descended the stairs. Soraya and some other witches were already waiting for her in the main hall. Joining forces with the Bluemoon Pack would give her more power, security and a means to defeat her enemies, but it also meant turning her back on everything her pack had stood for, betraying the legacy her father had fought and died to protect. The witches' eyes followed Seraphine as she approached. Soraya’s gaze was sharp and expectant. "Have you made your decision, Seraphine?" she asked, her voice echoing through the hall. Taking a deep breath, Seraphine straightened her back and squared her shoulders to put on a bold font: "I have. I am sorry, but I cannot align with you, Soraya. The cost is too high. It is something I can re
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Veil of the Bloodmoon The Rest.
A few hours later, Seraphine was still in shock from the news, Alpha Lysander had excused himself to attend to a few things and a middle aged woman has been sent to her."Hello Luna," she gushed with a sweet smile. "Hello, ..." Seraphine replied a bit absentmindedly."My name is Rose, Luna. Like the flower," "Rose. That is a nice name," she looked to be about forty years old and she had what looked like a permanent smile on her face, the wrinkles beside her eyes were evidence that laughing was something she did very often. She was dressed in a simple house dress with a white apron tied snug around waist and her hair was pulled back in a bun with errant strands poking out. "A room has been prepared for you in the guest wing. The Alpha asked me to lead you there when you are ready." She continued her voice breaking through Seraphine's thoughts. "I would like that very much, thank you," Seraphine agreed immediately, her tiredness made more sense now. She was afraid for what her pregn
Veil of the Bloodmoon Whitemoon pack.
As they entered the camp, all eyes turned to them. The soldiers all bowed down their heads as a sign of respect to their Luna queen. She stared at them wide-eyed not quite sure on how to respond. "These are the elite forces of the Whitemoon pack," Lysander explained, his voice carrying an indistinguishable note of pride. "They are loyal, skilled, and prepared for any kind of threat." Seraphine looked around with growing admiration for the soldiers. "They're impressive. But I am really curious as to why you have brought me here." Lysander gestured for her to follow him to a big tent in the center of the camp where they could talk more privately. Once they were alone, he turned to her, his expression serious. "Luna Seraphine, I am going to tell you something about Alpha Alaric," Lysander began. "He entrusted me with a secret, a very important one." That did nothing to satisfy Seraphine's curiosity." What is it?" "When he was alive, Alpha Alaric created a secret army that no one in the k
Veil of the Bloodmoon Whitemoon pack.
As soon as the sun was up the next morning, Seraphine and her army started their journey to the last Alpha prince's pack. The journey was grueling, but Seraphine pushed through the exhaustion. By noon, the forest had started to thin out, indicating that they were close to Whitemoon territory. A clear lead to what looked like a military stronghold. The pack was bordered by a towering gate surrounded by an equally high fence. Seraphine could feel her heart racing as they came to a stop in front of it. Beside her, Gareth and the other two members of their travel group stood beside her. They approached the gate and someone must have sensed them as the gates creaked open, revealing the imposing figure of a man dressed in warrior attire. He had a powerful presence and his piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through her. Seraphine felt a chill run down her spine as he approached. "Who are you and what do you want on Whitemoon territory?" he demanded. Seraphine stepped forward, "I am Serap
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The women finally dispersed, Seraphine looked back at the gathering of the happy wolves. She got a series of subtle nods of respect and warm smiles from the people around her. A massive bonfire roared in the center of the clearing; its golden flames crackled, sending sparks dancing into the night. It reminded Seraphine of the late-night parties they used to have back at the pack where she was born. She leaned against a wooden barrel near a makeshift table piled high with food and jars of alcohol. A group of teenage wolves ran around the edge of the clearing as they played a game of tag. Their laughter was loud and carefree, making her smile. “It’s good to see them like this,” Soraya sat beside her, holding two wooden mugs. She looked more relaxed than Seraphine had seen her since she arrived and there was a rare smile on her face, but her eyes held a certain sadness in them. Seraphine was sure she had taken Carlson's death very badly. Seraphine nodded in appreciation when she handed h
Veil of the Bloodmoon The calm before the storm.
By dawn, Soraya was completely healed. Seraphine and the other witches listened in horror as she told them what had transpired between her and Aldwin. "Why did you go by yourself? Do you have a death wish?" Seraphine admonished. "I have known him my whole life. I wanted to try and see if I could make him change his mind," Soraya said quietly. "Apparently, it didn’t turn out well," Seraphine scolded. "You could have died," she continued. "I know, but I couldn't just sit back and watch him kill innocent people. He killed the only man I have ever loved, and I let him get away with it. I won't let it happen again," Soraya said firmly. The night was thick with tension as the witches, Seraphine and her guards assembled outside Aldwin's house. The moon shone brightly in the sky, it was as if the moon goddess was with them. Seraphine exchanged a glance with Soraya. The woman had warned them of how powerful he was. "We are ready for anything," Seraphine said, her voice steady and unwavering. S
Veil of the Bloodmoon Black Magic.
"What was that?" Seraphine asked urgently as she and Soraya walked into the room. Seraphine had seen the look of sheer horror on the older woman's face when she was looking at what had happened outside. "It is called mind grabbing," a voice interjected. Seraphine looked up to see an old woman walk into the room. "Amaya," Soraya gasped, going towards the woman and assisting her to a chair. The old woman was almost eighty years old, but she was still as agile as ever. She shot the witch a look as she attempted to assist her. She was the older sister to the woman that died this morning, and she was one of the oldest people in the pack. "What you saw is one of the most dangerous forms of black magic. It takes over the soul and mind of the person hexed, and their actions can be completely controlled by whoever is behind it." She continued. Seraphine shared a look with Soraya as they both came to the obvious conclusion. "It's Aldwin," Soraya said, her voice resigned. "We have to stop him. H
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With a sigh, Soraya took a seat opposite her. "This is going to take a while," she started. According to stories, during the purge when witches were being prosecuted, the world had presumed all witches to be corrupt. However, the problem was that the vast majority of witches then had started using dark magic, which fed on people's souls and rendered them heartless, and they killed people indiscriminately. That is what led to the misconception that all witches are wicked. And based on what I have known my whole life, all witches using dark magic have been killed, including my parents, until tonight." "What do you mean?" Seraphine asked. "When I was nineteen, I was kicked out of yet another pack. Alwin took me in when I was wandering around hungry and homeless. He took me under his wing and taught me almost everything I know." "Who is he? I would assume he is a witch too," Seraphine asked. Soraya was skeptical, growing silent for a moment. "How do I know if I can trust you with all this
Veil of the Bloodmoon More secrets.
The room was cool and shadowy, illuminated by multiple flickering candlelights. 'He' sat at the end of the room on what looked like his own personal throne. His eyes glinted with an almost unnatural intensity as he turned to face me. Seraphine held her breath as she leaped against the door that Soraya had just gone through. She had seen the older woman sitting all by herself looking sad and dejected, which came as a surprise to her. Before she could decide whether to approach her or not, Soraya had stood up and started looking around suspiciously. Seraphine had followed her when she took a mysterious turn to a passage that no one would have thought existed. She had almost given herself away when she stepped on a twig. She held her breath for what felt like hours before the woman continued. Seraphine couldn't get a glimpse into the room when Soraya entered. She leaned her ears against the door as she tried to hear what they were saying. "Soraya," 'he' said, his voice smooth and command
Veil of the Bloodmoon The real culprit.
Later that evening at Casper's House, Casper watched a bit bored as his son paced around in his office. "Beta Theon is being stubborn. Can't we just get rid of him? He seems to have this sick idea that he will play Alpha for as long as he likes. Everyone should have started preparing for my coronation by now," he said, his frustration obvious. "No, we can't get rid of the Beta. If we do, the remaining elders will flock around the throne like flies," Casper said calmly. "He is being very difficult. How are we going to get him to work for us? What if the Queen returns? Let me go with a few men, and we will hunt her down and make sure she never does," he said, leaning over his father's table. "Everyone has a price. We just need to find the right thing one for Theon. He will work for us sooner or later," he said. "The little Queen is not going to return. Her little show of power was fun while it lasted. I have ordered men to discreetly kill her and anyone with her as soon as she tries to c
