All Chapters of Blood and Moonlight - Saga 1:The Cursed Bond : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Aria’s POV The city never truly slept, but tonight it felt like it was holding its breath. Cold wind brushed against my neck as I walked down the quiet street, the flickering streetlights making every shadow look alive. It was almost midnight, and my shift at the café had gone longer than I planned. The tips were good, but I wasn’t sure they were worth the nervous chill creeping up my spine. I pulled my jacket tighter around me, glancing down both ends of the street. Empty. Still, the silence didn’t feel peaceful. It felt wrong. The only sound was my footsteps clicking against the pavement and the soft hum of traffic far away. My phone screen lit up as I checked the time—11:48 p.m. No messages. Not from Maya, who’d promised to pick me up, and definitely not from anyone else. I sighed and stuffed the phone into my pocket. “Just a few more blocks,” I whispered to myself. Then I heard it, a growl. Low. Rough. Animalistic. I stopped walking. My pulse spiked instantly. I

Aria The cabin felt smaller after Kael’s words. Because you’re mine. They echoed in my head long after he vanished into the trees. I stood at the sink, staring at my reflection in the dark window. My hair was tangled, my face pale, but my eyes… they didn’t look like mine anymore. Something inside them shimmered when the light hit right, like gold dust trapped beneath the surface. When I reached to splash water on my face, pain pricked across my shoulder. I tugged the shirt aside. Beneath the bandage, faint lines glowed through the gauze, twisting shapes that hadn’t been there before. I peeled it away with trembling fingers. A mark spread from the place he’d touched me: thin, curling like smoke, the faintest red-gold glow pulsing with my heartbeat. It didn’t look like a wound. It looked alive. “What the hell…” I whispered. The room tilted. For a second, I thought I heard something, a whisper, soft and female, almost inside my head. He found you. I spun around, but

Aria The night was thick and heavy, pressing against the windows of the cabin. I lay awake on the narrow bed, tossing and turning, my fingers tracing the faint scar beneath my shoulder where the mark pulsed. It throbbed like a living thing, whispering secrets I couldn’t understand. And then it started-the dreams. They were fragmented, like shattered glass pieced together by instinct alone. A voice called to me, familiar yet distant: soft, melodic, and edged with worry. “Aria…” I sat upright, heart racing. The voice echoed inside my head, vibrating through the mark. My breath hitched. I had never known that voice before, or had I? The memory slipped in fragments: a full moon hanging in the sky, silver light spilling over a field I didn’t recognize, a howl tearing through the night that made my blood stir. Wolves. They were calling my name. I bolted upright, my body drenched in sweat. The whispers beneath my skin became urgent, sharper, almost commanding. You are hers. You

The rain had ceased by the time I returned to the Nightfall Lodge, but the forest was still damp, heavy with mist that clung to my fur and skin. My wolf lingered beneath my ribs, restless and insistent, every sense alert. Aria’s heartbeat was still echoing in me, a rhythmic pull that refused to loosen. I tried to focus on the ground, on the path, on the familiar scent of pine and wet earth, but my mind kept circling back to her. The mark on her shoulder, the way it had flared in the storm, the pull that had nearly driven me over the edge, I could still feel it, like a tether straining against its limits. Lucien met me at the treeline, his expression grim, arms crossed against his chest. His golden eyes glimmered with both caution and unspoken warning. “Kael,” he said simply. His voice was calm, but every syllable carried weight. “I couldn’t leave her,” I said immediately, almost defensively. “The bond, she’s—” I stopped myself. Words felt useless. The bond was something primal, mor