บททั้งหมดของ Echoes of a Hated Moon: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

I was Alpha Scott's fated human mate. He hated me for ten years, yet he died saving me in an explosion. Driven to suicide by the pack, I reopened my eyes to find myself back on the day the Moon Goddess designated me as Scott's mate."Human!? A weak human is my mate? What kind of sick joke is this!"Scott's roar echoed across the Moonlit Plaza.I stood frozen, my heart pounding. I was back, back to the Moon Hunt Festival from ten years ago—the day my destiny and Scott’s intertwined."Alpha, this is the Moon Goddess's decree," the Head Elder reminded him softly."To hell with the Moon Goddess's decree!" Scott ripped off the ceremonial badge pinned to his chest. "I will not accept a useless female without even claws as my Luna!"The werewolves around us whispered amongst themselves. Joanna stood a short distance away, a smug smile playing on her lips. She was noble and elegant, a blue-blood, Scott's childhood sweetheart.I took a deep breath. This time, I wouldn't make the same mistakes.

"There is a way," I said, biting my lip, my eyes determined."What way?" Scott stared intently at me."Soul-Devouring Sorcery needs to be purified. Only a mate blessed by the Moon Goddess, by offering their 'Life Source,' can do it," I said calmly, though my heart was racing."How do you know this?" Scott's eyes narrowed, full of suspicion."The Shaman told me," I lied. In reality, I had witnessed Joanna suffering the backlash of the sorcery in my past life."Let's go." Scott grabbed my wrist without another word, his grip strong enough to nearly crush my bones.We raced through the forest to the pack Shaman's wooden cabin. In the dim candlelight, the Old Shaman was grinding some herbs."Shaman, is this true?" Scott got straight to the point. "Can a human's Life Source undo Soul-Devouring Sorcery?"The Old Shaman looked up, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, then looked at me, his expression complex. "Yes, Alpha. But...""But what?""For a human, extracting their Life Source is almost

Elena’s POV“Riley, don’t touch that! That’s for the vampire bats!”I rushed over to the little wolf cub who was trying to open a blood bag. He snarled, a defiant glint in his eyes.“Why are you always taking care of those bats? They’re stinky and scary!”“'Cause every life deserves respect,” I said softly, putting the blood bag back in the fridge. “Even creatures you don’t like.”Five years.It had been five years.Five years ago, with a shaman’s help, I switched to a different bus at the last minute and got away.The old shaman had an elf friend take my place on the bus that was fated to go off a cliff, and they left a familiar necklace of mine there.Before I left, the old shaman gave me an ancient amulet with runes of a broken chain carved on it.“Links aren’t unbreakable,” he’d said, all mysterious. “When hate outweighs love, and your will is strong enough, the Moon Goddess will give you the right to choose.”“I hate him,” I’d spat, my teeth clenched. “I hate him with every fiber

I looked up and met his eyes. This close, I could smell the faint scent of pine on him. My heart hammered, and a strange warmth spread through me.“Thanks,” I whispered.He didn’t let go right away, just looked down at me, his eyes full of tenderness. “Elena, I—”“Derek! Elena!” An anxious voice cut him off. It was the town sheriff. “Trouble at the shelter! Someone reported seeing strangers breaking in!”“Riley and the other kids are still there!”Derek and I sprinted to the parking lot. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst. If those Bloodfang wolves hurt Riley…When we got to the shelter, the main door was wide open, and the place was a wreck. Chairs were overturned, medicine scattered everywhere. But what scared me more was the heavy smell of blood.“Riley!” I yelled.No answer.We carefully went inside and found Scott on the floor, covered in wounds. There was a nasty gash on his chest, bleeding heavily.“Scott!” I rushed to him. Even though I hated him, right then