All Chapters of BLOODLINE OF THE MOON : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

DAMON'S POV My heart leaped out of my chest at Aemon's demand. What? Lyra? He must definitely be out of his mind. “I see what you are trying to do here. You must be out of your mind to think I'd turn on Jake!” I barked in a low growl. “Hahaha! I knew you might try to fern your loyalty and that is why I needed to cut the tree from its root,” Aemond sneered. “I am not asking you to turn on your Alpha. All I am trying to say is this. It would be a shame to have your wife and son’s blood smear my floor mat,” Aemond hissed, disconnecting the call.“No no no!” I groaned, clenching my jaw and fist so tight I almost cracked my phone. What the hell is wrong with this persistent bas*ard? Why the fuck is he doing this? I paced restlessly punching hard into the pillar beside me.What should I do? Do I tell Jake about this? Naa! Aemond is a crazy psychopath. He would do anything to get what he wants! I can't afford to put Lisa and Jayden in harm’s way, not when I'm not hundred percent recovered

LYRA’S POVToday was the fourth day of my training and all I can say is, I am going crazy! Why does everything have to be difficult? And to think I didn't bargain for all these makes it more frustrating.Korra had dedicated her time and effort to putting me through the history of the past bearers. Their strengths and weaknesses. There was Monica, who hung herself after she watched her family murdered in cold blood for not giving in the pendant.There was Uriel, Cassie, and then my real mother, Aurora, who gave her life to protect the pendant and the entire wolf clan. And now, me- who is yet to master the rites of summoning the energy from within the core of the crystal.It was a sunny afternoon and I stood dressed in a white flowing dress with a little wooden box in hand, containing the crystal as I walked into the temple to practice. Before me were lighted candles of different colors, sculpted artifacts, an ancient book of enchantment, and an image of Iris, the moon goddess.My bare

DAMON'S POV Pacing the room restlessly, I pressed hard on my knuckles till they made a cracking sound in a bid to ease my tension but it did little to help. “Where is he?” I muttered under my breath, turning on my cellphone to check the time. It was 9pm already and Charlie wasn’t here already.Returning from a lap of my umpteenth pace, I hit the breaks by the window, pushing aside the curtain and carefully lifting the blinds. There was nothing to see, just the dead calmness of the night interrupted by the loud chirping of crickets and croaking of toads in the nearby swamps and mud. “Come on Charlie!” I whispered, taking a peep to my right. It was just the guards patrolling and surveying the corners with no sight of Charlie making my patience begin to wear thin. I exhaled sharply with a heavy heart.Charlie was my only option to get details of Aemond's whereabouts. He knew BloodMoon better than I did and somehow, he still had a good rapport with some of the guards in there, though it

LYRA'S POVI crouched over Korra's body, motionless, staring at her with a tear-streaked face. The weight of her demise tore a piece of me. Not only was she my lead through the journey of discovering my path but somehow I felt my real mother's presence through her. “There are a total of…” The guard I had instructed to do a head count walked in, but the sight he met punctuated his report. “You can go ahead,” I gestured with a slight nod, wiping my face with a portion of my dress. “Umm…there are a total of sixty-five individuals, children inclusive,” he reported.Sixty- five individuals? That was a whole lot to manage in this situation but I dared not show weakness or incapacitated. “Gather everyone, we leave the camp tonight,” I said, my tone firm and determined. “Leave? Ma'am! It's going to be way dangerous having kids out there at night,” he objected.“I said, gather everyone, we leave tonight,” my brows knitted as I growled my words at him. “Any other casualty?" I queried.His f

LYRA'S POVI let my eyes do the talking. To let Jake understand I was no longer the pitiful, naive, and confused Lyra, who hides behind shadows. I was called to a cause. It wasn't a matter of my choice anymore. They saw a battle with Aemond but what I saw was beyond mortals, and I'd be damned if I let Valkyrie continue this destruction amongst men.My chair scraped the cold tiles, shattering the silence of the room as I rose to my feet. “Lyra?” Selene called out in a low tone, in a bid to hold me back but there was nothing anybody was going to say to keep me back. I strolled out.The gentle summer wind caressed my skin, flying through my ears like whispers, lifting my hair off my shoulder. I let out a deep exhale, easing off the tension I just built in that room. The little moment of peace was shattered by the soft click of the door behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Jake standing with an expression I couldn't tell.“Hey!” He began in a soft tone, walking up to me. “Cool wea