Chapter 40: Between the Waves

POV: WillowThe world shrank down to the cold breath of night and the endless shadows of the sea below.I reached for the pendant hanging beneath my hoodie—my mother’s moonstone, wrapped in tarnished silver. It was still warm against my skin, pulsing softly like it knew the moment had come.Slowly, I pulled a small knife from the inner pocket of my jacket. A ritual blade—sharp, light. A gift from Rael before I left. His voice still echoed in my ears when he handed it over:"If you really want to disappear, make sure not even your blood can be traced."I turned my back on everything. On the fake technician pretending to fix the navigation lights. On Ezra and Emily, probably still laughing behind me—probably about to hate me.I pressed the blade gently to my fingertip. A small cut opened. Warm blood flowed.Closing my eyes, I touched the drop of blood to the surface of the pendant. A soft glow spread from the stone, then faded.My scent—my wolf blood—vanished.The magic worked. No one w

Last Updated : 2025-06-27

Chapter 41: Fangs Beneath the Grief

POV: JarekMy blood boiled.“Say it again,” I whispered. Barely audible—but the entire room froze.The soldier swallowed hard. “Willow Moonveil... reportedly took her own life, sir. In the ocean. Her body hasn’t been found. But... every pack across the continent is on high alert.”Silence.My fist shattered the mahogany table.Bones cracked. Dust scattered. The fire in my chest exploded, wild and searing.“SHE’S NOT DEAD!” My roar shook the stone walls.Kael, my Beta, stepped forward. “Alpha... the scout who tracked Miss Willow to Papua swore he saw her dive into the sea himself.”I was in front of him in a blink. “You think I’m a fool?”Kael stepped back, neck bared—submission. I could’ve torn it open. But that’s not what I needed.I needed truth.Willow. Moonveil blood. Key. Living relic.She wouldn’t end her life that easily... not unless someone forced her. Or worse—someone is hiding her from me.“I smell deception,” I murmured.“What are your orders, Alpha?” Kael asked, still bo

Last Updated : 2025-06-28

Chapter 42: In the Ashes, a Pulse Remains

POV: XanderI stood in the very back row. In front of me were nobles and military officials dressed in black robes with polished silver badges. The air was thick with the scent of incense and damp earth—a nauseating mix.No coffin.No body.Just a stone memorial standing in the middle of the ceremonial field, with a name carved too quickly:Willow MoonveilHeir of the ancient blood. Born for the light, returned to the dark sea.What a load of crap.My fists clenched.Three months ago, she was still alive. Still breathing. Still speaking to me—distant, maybe, but real.And now… just a name on a stone, surrounded by mournful faces that all felt hollow.Rael stood at the front like a statue, motionless. His eyes stared blankly at the overcast sky.The ceremony began. Moonveil priests started chanting death rites in an ancient language. The sound crawled under my skin—not because of th

Last Updated : 2025-06-29

Chapter 43: Blood Never Really Disappears

POV: XanderThe second the door was kicked open, I moved.Instinct took over—I stepped in front of Tiana, shielding her with my body.The man who burst in carried a stench I knew all too well—wet fur, sweat, and dried blood. A rogue. Or worse… a blood curse hunter acting on whispers.His heavy boots tracked mud across the wooden floor. His eyes were wild—nervous, hungry, hunting.“You shouldn’t be here,” he growled. “Either of you.”I didn’t answer. I just squared up.This house was too small. Too close to the street. If I shifted here, we’d be front-page news before morning.I had to handle this… as a human.“You’ve got five seconds to walk out that door,” I said flatly, voice sharp. “Or I’ll put you through it.”He laughed. “You think I’m scared of some pampered future Alpha?”He lunged.I ducked, drove my elbow into his ribs, slammed him into t

Last Updated : 2025-06-30

All Chapters of MOONVEIL : The Blood of the Last Curse: Chapter 41 - Chapter 44

Chapter 40: Between the Waves

Chapter 41: Fangs Beneath the Grief

Chapter 42: In the Ashes, a Pulse Remains

Chapter 43: Blood Never Really Disappears