All Chapters of BLOOD MOON:Wolf Pack Trilogy: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“I have been expecting you, Isabella.” She said, her purple eyes looked different. They were wild and dangerous, she had a wicked grin on, it was like she had been possessed by something incredibly evil. “I wasn’t sure you would join me but aunt Delilah was convinced you would come, she was right though. She is always right.” My heart clenches as she mentions her name. The name of the woman who wrecked my life and murdered my entire family. I haven’t heard someone mention her in years, I hated the name and the pain it brought to me. “Where is she?!” I asked her, I could feel a huge amount of rage grow inside me. Could my aunt also be here in the pack? I wanted to come face to face with the monster that I have been running from my entire life. I wanted to face her and end it all. “Cool down, Isabella. She couldn’t make it this time but she promised to make it up to you, she sent a gift to you though. The Revenants, do you like them? Aunt Delilah sent it to congratulate you on your mati

Lance POV I could hear Alpha call for a meeting through the mindlink. It sounded serious. Ever since the attack on the pack, everyone has.. been on their toes. We lost a number of good soldiers during the attack, Alaric didn’t make it. We had folks to grieve and bodies to bury and I knew that this was only the beginning. The Red circle infiltration and attack took its toll on everyone. Gabe has been absolutely shattered these past three days, finding out his partner was the adversary that lied and deceived him, it crushed him. It weakened and wounded his wolf. I went to the Alpha’s office, with Gabe. Celeste and the twins; Alexa and Dixie were already present, they all had a serious look on each of their faces.We all listened attentively as Alpha was informing us of the meeting he had earlier with the council and how he walked out of the entire congregation. Those were bold moves I must say, I knew Valor wouldn’t be happy with this. I never liked that old Alpha, he was always hungr

Isabella’s POV Hours had passed since midnight. The witching hour was exactly thirty minutes past. I was so exhausted, both physically and psychologically, that I was absolutely unable to sleep. Trying to decipher the meaning of the crystal pendant that the red circle snatched left me absolutely worn out. With it, what was my aunt Delilah looking for?She must have a really sinister reason for needing it. My aunt, whom I knew, must have gone to great lengths to obtain the pendant because she required it for a significant occasion, and it was undoubtedly not going to be something pleasant. It appeared to be a highly prized magical heirloom that had been passed down through my family’s generations for protection, and I recall seeing the pendant constantly snug around my mother’s neck. My mother didn’t have enough time to fully teach me what it was because of fate; if only I could figure it all out. As I recall my mother’s unmistakable cautions, I grimace. “Never lose this, protect it wi

I glanced down at the writings. “The Book of Innumerable Shadows” “The key is blood.” I knew what I had to do and I understood it. I punctured my thumb, causing blood to drip onto the surface. Itopened with a click, and I looked through every page as the pages fluttered across my face. I felt as though I was learning every spell and all that was written in it. It was illuminating. I put it back in the lunchbox after hastily closing the pages. I went to Dimitri, who was waiting for me next to the car when I stepped outside. He narrowed his eyes at the lunchbox I was holding and questioned, “Did you find it?” I smiled and told him, “Yes, I found it.” However, I sensed that the air was tense and aroused, and the hair on my hands was standing up in attention. A monster was in the area. He could sense it too, judging by the solemn expression on Dimitris’ face and the menacing growl that was coming out of him. From where he stood, the night was still too dark to see his face, but his scent

Isabella’s POV I opened my eyes slowly, struggling to understand my surroundings while suffering from a debilitating headache that made it difficult for me to see clearly. I was in my room, back at the pack, and as my senses gradually became more acute, I was welcomed by a gentle, warm light coming in through the open window. I attempted to recollect the events that had led up to this point, but all I could discover were jumbled memories and a general feeling of alienation. The only thing I can remember is that Dimitri and I fought the red dragon and I killed him; I passed out on the way home. Then, like a soft wind clearing my head, I looked at the two people standing next to my bed—Iris and Gemini—whose eyes glistened with relief and silent worry. “You’re up, Isabelle! As soon as Gemini realized I was conscious again, she said.Iris told herself, “She’s awake. We’ve been waiting for you.” We were really anxious,” Iris said. With Celeste at his heels, Dimitri emerged, his eyes glowin