All Chapters of BLOOD MOON:Wolf Pack Trilogy: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

He called to me, his smile unwavering, “Say it.” The room went frigid as I said, almost whispering, “You are a demon.” His eyes blazed a bright yellow, and a smile spread across his face. It couldn’t be possible, it couldn’t be—a demon in this realm. However, this demon wasn’t your typical one; whereas regular demons had black eyes, his eyes were yellow. I cringed at the thought of that term, “Memphis,” and it suddenly clicked in my mind like atoms exploding together.He could tell I knew exactly who he was, so he urged me, “Go on.” “You are the devil’s spawn, Memphis Morningstar. Archdemon. “The prince of hell and the king of the cross-road demons,” I remark, observing his smile widen. Goddamn it! With the devil concealed in his fortress, what was Rafael doing? Delilah’s words keep coming back to me. She meant to say, “The devil is far closer than you think.”“What brought you here? I asked him, still wondering why he had contacted me and what the devil wanted with me. “For years, I ha

My friend, Rafael must be hiding there. assemble the witches. We’re heading to Massachusetts,” I said, knowing that this had to be Isabelle because she had sent the message and was waiting for me to come find her. Since the Blood Moon was tonight, we didn’t have much time to waste. “But Alpha this could be a trap.” Celeste’s logic was quite accurate, but this was the most accurate hint we have ever received, and I have no doubt Isabelle was behind it, wanting me to come and see her.“It’s not a trap. Celeste is her name. I informed her, “We must arrive immediately as Isabella sent this message.” Before I left, I gave her the order, “Get the witches ready.” We set out as a pack, moving at great speed in our wolf forms, and I told the pack warriors, giving them orders. We weren’t many, and only a handful of us were still strong enough to fight. As the Blood Moon approached with its might over the curse, my pack was cursed, making many of us weak and unable to shift. Now that time was tru

Delilah was the most feared witch in the world and the head of the most lethal assassination gang in the world. She possessed a variety of spells and was united with a great deal of black power. Both of them flew into the air as Yennefer lunged for Delilah and hurled devastating spells at the black witch. Yennefer was thrown far away by Delilah and struck a rock with great force. She remained still. Then Delilah summoned vines from the ground, all of them rapidly coming at me. Diego went ahead of me, blocking and using a spell to protect me from any injury, but the vines struck him in the chest instead. He was bleeding heavily, his blood seeping into the ground and onto the old tree that was ravenously devouring it. “Diego!” I said as I embraced him. I clung to him while my tears streamed down my face. “Why did you do that? I could have stopped it.” He choked on his own blood as he said, “I couldn’t let anything bad happen to you. I would rather be the one hurt.” His eyes were shuttin

Memphis smiled and stalked Rafael like his prey, saying, “Yes, I am Raffy, in the flesh.” He was planning a lot of things for the wolf. I could guarantee plans that couldn’t be beneficial. Rafael pieced together, “But I died… You brought me back to life?” Memphis said nonchalantly as his presence grew deeper, “Sure, it wasn’t fun having to stretch my hands into bottomless fiery pits of hell to pull you out, but it is surely going to be worth it.” Rafael was aware that the devil’s flawless smile was dangerous. “Why?” Rafael asked, unable to comprehend why he would endure all of that in order to grant him another chance at life. Memphis approached the wolf and said, “I couldn’t let the lycan beast have all the fun with you.” Memphis’ smile widened and briefly captivated Rafael. “And oh darling, all the fun we are going to have together.” His smile had a beguiling quality that was both lovely and dangerous. Rafael swallowed forcefully, his pulse pounding with excitement. With a manner th

The other man with the long brown hair lowered his head and said, “I am Alpha Dorian, of the mystic pack.” The third Alpha started to say, “I am Alpha Tunde, of the ilé ifé pack—-” but Dimitri interrupted. Dimitri snarled authoritatively, his crimson eyes blazing dangerously. “I know who you all are. The question was what the bloody hell do you want?!” he said. “Supreme Lycan Alpha!” Mathias yelled, lowering himself to his knees in front of Dimitri before kneeling. He was followed by the other two Alphas, who both referred to Dimitri as Supreme Alpha. They were sending conflicting messages here, first invading our pack’s area and then submitting. “We came to ask for you, the last lycan Blood to ascend as Supreme Alpha King of the wolves. Ever since Valor’s death and with his crime and betrayal against the royal lycan family exposed. The wolves need a Supreme ruler, you are the last existing royal lycan blood, please we await your rightful ascension to the throne as King of the Wolves.