All Chapters of Fated to Ruin the Luna - Crimson Moon Oath: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1: The Night of Ash and Whispers

Lyra's POV“You don’t belong here, Lyra.” The words sliced through the air before I even reached the bonfire circle. To be frank, the voice was familiar and sharp as broken glass: Rowan, son of the Beta, who had made it his life’s mission to remind me I was an outsider in my own pack.I forced my steps steady, even though the eyes of the gathered wolves tracked me like predators. The glow of the fire painted their faces in molten gold and shadow, but the disdain in their stares burned hotter than the flames.“Funny,” I shot back, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “I thought this was a pack celebration, Rowan, or did the invitation say everyone except Lyra Vale?”A few chuckles rippled through the crowd, but Rowan bared his teeth as he stepped closer to me. “See, Lyra, your father may be Alpha, but that doesn’t make you one of us. Blood doesn’t change what you are.”My fists clenched at my sides as I boiled. I wanted to snarl back, to rake my nails across his smug face, but I swallowed t

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Chapter 2: The Blood Moon Shift.

Lyra's POV“Breathe, Lyra. The moon will not hurt you… unless you let it.”The words floated through the darkness. It was soft yet firm, like a hand pressing against my chest. That was my best friend’s voice... Eira.I sucked in a shaky breath, my lungs trembling as if they were about to burst, while the night air tasted sharp and metallic, like blood waiting on my tongue.The forest clearing had changed since the bonfire. The pack had stripped away their ceremonial robes, which were replaced by raw skin and nerves, each of them waiting for the Blood Moon’s rise. Torches burned low now, as smoke curled into the branches above us like warning fingers.I stood barefoot at the center of the ritual circle; my pulse was hammering so loud that I swore the others could hear it. My father towered behind me, his hand clamped like iron around my shoulder, keeping me still.“This is your moment,” he murmured; his voice was low enough that only I could hear what he said. “Do not falter.”He made

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Chapter 3: Cursed Blood, Bound Souls.

Lyra’s POV“Stay back, or I will tear out your throat!” The words ripped from me, half-growl and half-scream. My throat burned with the sound, my voice no longer fully human. The pack’s shadows lunged at me, teeth flashing in the torchlight. Instinct, raw and savage, twisted through my veins. I slashed out, claws carving through the air and wolves scattered back with yelps.The world was chaos, roars and howls and the crack of bones shifting as warriors half-turned into beasts. My heart thundered in my hollow chest, pounding so violently that it felt like it would split me open.I had to run before they tore me apart or before I tore them apart.My body reacted before my mind caught up. My legs bent and I sprang, claws tearing into the earth as I darted through the ring of bodies. Snarls chased me as I plunged into the forest, the shadows swallowing me whole. Branches whipped at my face, while thorns cut into my skin, but none of it slowed me. My monstrous body was stronger and faster

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Chapter 4: The Blade and the Blood Oath.

Lyra’s POV“Do it, Father. Strike me down… if you’re brave enough.”The words left my mouth before I could think, before I could stop them, and once they were out, there was no pulling them back. My voice shook, not with fear, but with fury that burned hotter than the fire still roaring in the clearing behind us.My father’s hand tightened around the hilt of the silver blade. The firelight made it gleam and for the first time, I saw it clearly, not just a blade and equally not just steel. The markings along the edge shimmered with runes, old and cruel. My stomach twisted. This wasn’t an ordinary weapon; it was made for one purpose. Probably, to kill me.“You think I won’t?” His voice was low, dangerous and cold enough to make even Rowan flinch behind him. My father’s eyes locked on me, the same pale gray that had once seemed like stone walls keeping me safe, but now they looked like tombstones.The circle of wolves pressed closer, breaths heavy, growls rumbling in their throats. I fel

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Chapter 5: The Trial of Shadows.

Lyra’s POV“Don’t move, Lyra… It’s watching you.”Kael’s voice was low, almost drowned out by the storm of growls around us, but I heard it. Felt it. His words crawled under my skin, heavier than the moonlight.My eyes were locked on the thing that had peeled itself from me, my shadow come alive. The Hollow Wolf.It circled slowly, its body made of smoke and hunger, each step leaving the earth blackened beneath its paws. Its white eyes cut through the clearing like knives. It looked at me, not at Kael, not at my father, not at the Elders. Only me.My chest heaved as its lips peeled back into a grin that wasn’t a grin, its jaw stretching too wide, teeth glinting like shards of bone. My blood turned to ice.The pack backed away, pressing together in a circle that looked more like a cage. Some were half-shifted, their claws scraping the earth. Others whispered prayers under their breath.The Elder raised her staff, her voice hard as stone. “The prophecy is awake. The Hollow Wolf walks. T

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Chapter 6: The Trial of Fang and Fire.

Kael’s POV"She isn’t fighting me. She’s fighting herself."That was the first thought that tore through me as Lyra lunged, claws flashing under the crimson moon. Her strikes were wild and untamed, each one fueled by rage and something darker crouching inside her. When my claws met hers, sparks flew through the air, but I wasn’t testing her strength; I was testing her control and gods, she was losing it.The Hollow Wolf flickered in her every movement, in the way her shadow stretched across the earth and snapped at me even when her body hesitated. It circled her like a second skin, made of smoke and hunger, pulling her deeper with every strike.The pack howled around us, a cage of voices and every growl demanded her blood. The elders stood like stone pillars, their gazes sharp and unblinking. I could feel her father, Dorian Vale’s eyes burning into my back, the Oathblade in his grip like a second heartbeat.He wanted me to do his work for him and to equally finish the curse he had bee

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Chapter 7: Chains of the Coven.

Eira’s POV"I never wanted you to find out this way, Lyra…"The words stayed in my throat, unspoken and burning, while the world fell apart around me. The clearing was no longer a trial ground, but it was a battlefield. The Hollow Wolf tore through the circle like a storm made of teeth and fire.Warriors screamed as claws shredded flesh and even Alphas staggered back in fear. The Blood Moon burned overhead, crimson light dripping down like poison and Lyra... my Lyra... lay crumpled in Kael’s arms, pale and shaking, her eyes flickering between human amber and that terrible white glow.Her gaze locked on me and I swear I felt her trust snap like glass under a hammer. Her eyes said it all: You knew. So gods help me. She was right and I had known for years. The weight of secrets in my past.When I was twelve, the coven marked me. I remember the smell of herbs burning in the Sanctum, the cold stone floor beneath my knees, and the sharp sting of a blade slicing my palm as I swore the blood

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Chapter 8: Teeth in the Dark.

Lyra's POV"Am I still me… Or did you burn me away?"The question fell from my lips before I could stop it, raw and splintered, trembling like a loose thread that once pulled would unravel everything. My voice didn't sound like mine anymore. It rasped, sharp and jagged, something that belonged to a creature clawing its way out of me.No one answered but only the forest.Mist clung to the trees, curling like smoke, whispering shapes in the shadows. The air was damp and sharp, heavy with the scent of rot and iron. Every sound, the flap of an owl's wing, and the crackle of leaves under some unseen thing thudded against my skull until I thought my bones might split. My veins were crawling with fire and ice both, the remnants of Eira's spell tangled with the Hollow Wolf's hunger. My skin buzzed as though something else was moving beneath it.I pushed myself up, legs trembling, the ground slick under my bare feet. My lungs rattled when I breathed. I felt wrong, too open and too sharp. I cou

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Chapter 9: Ashes of Oaths.

Kael’s POV“Don’t you dare die on me, Lyra.”The words left me before I could think, raw and sharp, carried on the growl in my throat. They didn’t sound like the steady voice of the Blackthorn heir I had trained to be. They sounded like the voice of a man standing at the edge of ruin.She writhed in the dirt before me, her body breaking against itself, as though her bones were being shattered and remade a hundred times in the space of a breath. Claws dug trenches into the ground, splintering roots and carving the earth open. Her scream tore through the clearing and echoed through the forest, too wild and too hollow. It didn’t sound like Lyra anymore. It sounded like something older and darker. I knew what it was.The Hollow Wolf, the monster I had been raised to kill. The shadow whispered about in Blackthorn halls, the curse my father’s bloodline was chained to destroy.I should have struck her down. I should have ended it then, before the thing inside her took full form. My blade was

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