Todos los capítulos de BLOOD MOON REDEMPTION: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

POV: Calista RiversThe mountain trail never seemed to end. The wet mud sucked at the bottoms of my boots, trying to pull me down into the cold earth with every single step. My left shoulder was a knot of pure agony. The tight bandages Elena had wrapped around my chest felt like an iron band that cuts off my breath every time I tried to inhale deeply.I simply kept my eyes locked onto the dark back of Jarek as he led us higher and higher into the dense pine forests of the northern hills.Kael stayed right by my side the entire time. He was like a silent gray ghost in the dark mist. His hand would occasionally reach out to grab my waist to catch my weight whenever my boots slipped on a wet tree root or a loose stone. For every time his skin brushed against mine, the thin soul-thread in my chest flared with heat.Through that invisible bond, I could feel everything Kael was thinking. His mind was no longer a chaotic mess of panic. It had settled into a heavy state of absolute focus.

POV: Calista RiversThe smoke from the burning drone was very thick and black. It rolled across the muddy ground of the camp, and made my eyes burn and my throat feel dry. I kept my right hand buried deep in Kael’s gray fur. The wolf was still breathing hard and his chest was rising and falling against my knees. Slowly, the burning silver light in his eyes began to fade, turning back into the soft gray color.My own body felt completely empty. The silver light had snapped back inside my skin and left my muscles shaking so hard I could barely stand. My left shoulder felt like a hot iron rod was pushing through the bone.Alpha Magnus stood in front of us, his hands were covered in dark Enforcer blood. He looked up at the high ridge where the rest of the Council soldiers were running away into the dark trees. The blue fires from their cannons were still glowing against the fog, but the shooting had finally stopped. The valley was quiet again, except for the sound of people crying in

The Iron ChargePOV: Calista RiversAlpha Magnus did not say a word. He just nodded his head in the dark truck bed. He reached out with his hand and hit the metal wall of the cab three times. *Thud. Thud. Thud.* It was the signal.Up front, our driver slammed his foot down on the gas pedal. The engine of the logging truck roared back to life with a loud, angry scream. The gears ground together hard, and the big vehicle lunged forward, throwing all twenty of us back against the wooden floorboards.Behind us, the other four logging trucks started their engines too. The heavy rumbling sound shook the entire concrete pier like a small earthquake."Hold on to something" Kael yelled over the noise of the motors.He threw his arms around my waist and pinned my back flat against his solid chest. He tucked his head over mine to protect me from the flying splinters. I grabbed the edge of a heavy wooden bench with my good right hand. I locked my knees tight, and braced my body for the impact

After the StormPOV: Calista RiversThe morning sun felt fake. It was a bright, pale orange circle climbing up behind the tall city buildings and throwing long shadows across the bloody concrete of the pier. The gray fog was slowly melting away, but it left behind the awful smell of burnt metal, old blood, and wet ash.I sat on the rusty rear bumper of the third logging truck, wrapped in three heavy wool blankets. I was shivering so hard my teeth made a clicking sound in the quiet air. My right hand was a raw mess of blisters from grabbing Dante’s dark sword, and my left shoulder was completely dead to any feeling. The silver veins under my skin had gone dark, leaving me so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.A few feet away, Kael was working fast. He had found a clean white sheet in one of the truck cabs and was tearing it into long strips with his teeth. His own jacket was ripped to pieces, showing the deep, dark gashes on his arm where the hunting hound had bitten him hours

The Runed DoorPOV: Calista RiversThe midnight march down the dark tunnel felt like walking into the throat of a great stone beast.We moved in total silence, it was a long line of eighty wolves walking in single file between the rusted iron rails. We left the yellow light of the station house behind and carryied only three small electric lanterns to guide our boots over the wet wooden ties. The damp air grew colder the deeper we went, the smelling of wet concrete and the greasy scent of long-dead machinery grew heavier.I walked near the front of the line, right behind Alpha Magnus. My left arm was bound tight against my ribs with a clean white cloth, keeping my broken collarbone from moving. My right hand was wrapped in a thick layer of soft gauze to protect the raw burns Dante had left behind, but I kept my fingers loose, ready for whatever lay ahead.Kael walked directly behind me. In the darkness of the tunnel, I couldn't see his face, but the thin soul-thread in my chest w