All Chapters of The Rejected Blood Moon : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

FracturesFor days there was only light.Not the silver glow of moonrise, nor the ink of shadow—something new. A pale gold that shimmered through the air and hummed against Selene’s skin.She and Kaen climbed from the hollow where the Heart had once rested and looked out across the Shadowlands. The mists that had hidden the realm for centuries were thinning. Towers of glass and onyx stood clear against the horizon; rivers ran bright where darkness had once swallowed everything.Kaen stretched, shaking silver sparks from his fur. His low rumble carried a question.“Yes,” Selene answered softly. “It’s beautiful.”But beauty was not peace.The light that poured from her hands did not rest; it trembled, seeking something beyond her grasp. Each time she tried to still it, the world shivered—as if the new balance she had forged were already straining at its edges.---They reached the high cliffs where Lucien’s citadel once stood. Half the fortress was rebuilt, alive with quiet shadows that

Village of Two SunsDawn came twice.First in a wash of gold that bled across the treetops, then again in a cooler shimmer of silver that followed half a breath later. The light of both suns—one from the mortal world, one from the Shadowlands—spilled over the valley and made everything flicker between real and unreal.Selene and Kaen crested a ridge and looked down. Where she remembered a quiet hamlet, there now stood a strange twin settlement: half of its homes built from stone and timber, half from translucent glass that glowed from within. People moved between the halves as if sleep-walking, their outlines rippling whenever they crossed from sunlight to shadow.“The rift reached them,” Selene murmured.Kaen’s ears pinned back. The air smelled of incense, smoke, and fear.They descended the slope. Villagers gathered as she entered—men, women, and wolves in human form, their eyes bright with the same gold-silver shimmer that touched the sky. Some bowed. Others simply stared.One woma

Beneath Two WorldsThe journey east took three days under twin skies.By dawn, gold light flooded the valleys; by night, silver washed the land clean again. Between those hours, the faint pulse of crimson shimmered on the horizon—the Blood Moon rising before its time.Selene felt it tugging at her with every step. It wasn’t malevolent this time, not yet. It was calling.Kaen led the way through a canyon where cliffs glittered like obsidian mirrors. The child walked beside Selene, quieter since the attack, one hand pressed to the faint scar on its shoulder.“Why does the moon bleed again?” it asked softly.Selene glanced upward. “Because balance remembers its wounds.”They reached the place at sunset—a valley split cleanly in half by light and shadow. At its center stood what remained of the original Blood Moon temple: cracked marble, stone pillars webbed with vines, and a single altar carved with symbols that shifted between Lucien’s sigils and Kimberly’s runes.The ground still humme

A Canyon of EchoesThe journey south stretched across three nights and two strange dawns.The sky no longer obeyed time—it pulsed between silver and gold, a heartbeat of creation that never truly slept. Every few miles, Selene saw the cracks spreading: trees half-turned to crystal, rivers flowing upward, shadows that breathed.Kaen padded ahead, growling whenever the air thickened. The child followed silently, its light dimming to avoid drawing attention.By the third morning, they stood at the edge of the Canyon of Echoes.It wasn’t a canyon anymore—it was a wound. A mile-wide scar splitting the land, its depths filled with mist that whispered in voices long dead. The sound was unbearable, like a thousand memories repeating themselves in broken harmony.Selene pressed her palm against her heart. The mark burned. “He’s here.”Kaen’s fur bristled. The child looked into the mist. “The void’s song,” it said softly. “It’s using him to call you.”Selene nodded once. “Then I’ll answer.”---

Rise of the Final Blood MoonThe path east wound through lands that no longer obeyed the laws of either realm.Rivers flowed upward into clouds that glowed red; forests shimmered between life and ash. The sky pulsed as if it had a heartbeat, every throb of crimson brighter than the last.By the second night, Selene could no longer tell where time began or ended. Every step she took echoed backward, as if her past were walking beside her.Kaen moved carefully, his fur sparking with silver light at every shift in the air. The child walked silently between them, its glow fading to a dull ember.“The Blood Moon,” Selene whispered. “It’s almost full.”The child nodded. “I can feel it inside me—like something calling my name in every heartbeat.”The Heart within Selene pulsed in warning. The final rise comes. The void stirs beneath its shadow.Selene glanced upward. The moon hung impossibly close now, filling half the sky. Crimson light rolled across the horizon like waves of fire.They rea