Fated by The Moon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

The air was thick with the scent of blood and ash as the Silverclaw warriors gathered in the aftermath of battle. Though they had secured a victory, the cost was evident in the weary expressions and the bodies that lined the clearing. Eve stood at the center, her heart heavy, but before she could grieve, a guard approached with urgency."We have a survivor," he announced, dragging a rogue to his knees. The man was battered and bruised, his breathing ragged.Damien stepped forward, his eyes dark with authority. "Speak."The rogue coughed, spitting blood onto the ground. "The Elders… they're preparing a ritual under the Blood Moon."A chill ran through Eve. "What kind of ritual?"The rogue hesitated, eyes darting toward her before he whispered, "One that will strip you of your power—permanently."A murmur spread through the warriors, tension crackling in the air. Eve clenched her fists. The Elders were planning to erase her from existence."But they need something first," the rogue cont

The battle within the ritual chamber intensifies as Eve, Luca, and Damien struggle against the Elders and their forces. With time running out, Eve must make a life-altering choice—trust the red-eyed woman and learn the truth or destroy the ritual and risk losing the answers forever.________________________________________The chamber erupted into chaos. Warriors clashed in a brutal dance of death, their snarls and growls echoing off the stone walls. Eve moved with sharpened instincts, dodging a razor-sharp claw aimed at her throat and retaliating with a swift kick to her attacker’s ribs. The werewolf stumbled back, and she wasted no time—her claws extended, slicing through his chest.Luca fought beside her, his every movement precise and lethal. His blade gleamed under the eerie glow of the ritual’s magic, cutting down enemies with practiced efficiency. Damien was a force of destruction, his raw strength obliterating anything in his path. The three of them moved like a storm, relentl

The air crackled with raw energy as Eve struggled to steady herself. Her body felt foreign, her veins pulsing with a power that hadn’t been there before. Every breath she took was charged, her heightened senses picking up the rapid heartbeats of those around her—Luca, Damien, and the red-eyed woman.Luca reached for her, concern evident in his touch. “Eve, talk to me. What’s happening?”Eve exhaled sharply, gripping her chest. “I don’t know. It feels like… like something inside me just woke up.”The red-eyed woman’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “Because it has. The Queen has returned.”Silence fell over them, the weight of her words pressing against Eve like an unseen force. Queen. She had heard it before—whispers of a past she had never known, a legacy hidden from her all her life.Damien’s gaze hardened. “Enough with the cryptic riddles. If you know something, speak.”The red-eyed woman tilted her head, her crimson eyes gleaming in the dim moonlight. “I have told you before, bu

The tension in the Silverclaw council chamber was suffocating. Eve stood at the center, her hands clenched into fists, her voice unwavering.“I’m not waiting for the Elders to strike again,” she declared. “We need to take the fight to them.”The gathered pack leaders exchanged uneasy glances. Some nodded in agreement, but others—the older ones, the ones who had lived through countless wars—looked hesitant.“This is reckless,” one elder, Garrick, spoke, his grizzled face lined with disapproval. “We are not prepared for an attack on the Elders’ stronghold. You are asking us to walk into our own graves.”Eve’s heart pounded, but she held her ground. “If we don’t act now, they’ll come for us anyway. They want me dead. And if they succeed, they won’t stop with me—they’ll burn this pack to the ground.”Damien stepped beside her, his dark eyes scanning the room. “We have the advantage right now,” he added. “They don’t expect us to strike first.”Luca, standing slightly apart, finally spoke.

The battlefield was eerily silent. The echoes of clashing steel and dying screams had faded, leaving only the scent of blood thick in the air. Eve stood in the middle of it all, her heart pounding. The dead and wounded lay across the clearing, warriors struggling to help the fallen while others stood guard, scanning for any more threats.Damien and Luca flanked her, their faces grim. The fight had been brutal, but it wasn’t the battle itself that left a bitter taste in Eve’s mouth—it was Caleb’s betrayal. The man who had once been a Beta, sworn to protect his pack, had sided with the enemy. His absence confirmed what they all feared: he had fled, taking vital information with him.Eve clenched her fists. “We trusted him,” she muttered, her voice cold.“We shouldn’t have,” Luca said bitterly, his hands stained with blood. “I should have seen it coming.”Damien shook his head, his silver eyes dark with fury. “It doesn’t matter now. He’s out there, and he knows too