All Chapters of Blood Bound Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The night smelled of smoke and blood.Selene Duskbane pulled her hood down and walked quietly into the outer courtyard of Veyrath Fortress.The towers were tall and black, reaching for the full moon. The walls were burned from old fires. Torn flags hung from the castle walls. The place felt alive, like it was pressing down on her chest.She knew she should not be here.Poor wolves like her were not allowed on ritual nights. The Moon Fire Ceremony was only for noble wolves the rich and powerful ones. But she couldn’t stop walking forward.The guards were drunk, sitting by barrels of mead. They laughed loudly. Selene moved past them quietly, like a shadow.The courtyard was full of noise and light.Strong warriors stood bare-chested, their skin shining with oil. Young nobles wore thick furs and shiny jewelry. Some wolves shouted and howled at the moon. Torches burned in a perfect circle around a ring of stone in the center.Smoke filled the air. It smelled of spice and heat. Priests in

The gates slammed shut behind her.Selene ran down the narrow road, her cloak flying around her legs. Drums and howls still echoed from the fortress. Her lungs burned, but she didn’t stop.Not while his voice still followed her in her mind.Not yet.The words clung to her like smoke. She rubbed her wrist where he had held her. There was no bruise, no mark but she could still feel him there.His golden eyes haunted her. His blood-covered body. Every time she blinked, she saw him again.She joined the crowd of villagers leaving the fortress before the gates closed for the night. No one looked at her. Good. She pulled her hood lower and moved quickly.But inside, she was shaking.Her stomach twisted. Her heart raced. Each step away from the fortress should have made her feel safe, but instead, the fear grew heavier in her chest.The road curved into darkness. Forests stretched on both sides. The cool air smelled of pine and wet earth. She breathed deeply, trying to wash the fortress out

The cottage was too quiet.Nyra slept soundly, her breathing soft in the dark. The fire had gone out hours ago, but Selene couldn’t sleep. She lay awake, her blanket tangled around her legs, her skin burning like fire was trapped beneath it.She turned over. Then again. Curled up. Stretched out. Nothing helped.Her body wouldn’t calm down.It wasn’t the air. Or the bed.It was him.She saw his golden eyes whenever she closed hers. She heard his voice in her head: Not yet.Selene pressed her wrist to her chest. He had grabbed her there during the ritual. There was no bruise, but she could still feel the heat of his hand like it was burned into her skin.Her breath shook.She hated how her body reacted the restless ache, the heat crawling lower. Shame burned through her. She tried to fight it, pressing her thighs together, whispering, “No,” into the dark.Nyra moved in her sleep, mumbling. Selene froze until her cousin settled again. Then she lay back down, staring at the ceiling. The