All Chapters of Beneath The Moon's Bite: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LUCA'S POV  The shale’s memory was filled with screams, pains, and shattered earth. It wasn’t a story, nor a tale. It was a traumatic memory of the moment of its birth through violence.  The fiery sensation of Fracture burned up my arm, sharp and sickening, that I almost dropped the stone. “Hold it.” Morwen commanded, her voice loud and unwavering.  “Know its truth and pain, to speak to the land, you must know both its stillness and its shattering.” I forced my fingers to stay closed. The echo of the break vibrated in my teeth. “Why?” I gritted out.  “Why do I need to feel this?” “Because Caleb’s power is all break, fracture, there is no anchor.” “He will try to shatter you, your bond, e

Rafe's POV The cell door opened. Two enforcers walked in, I knew their faces now, the big one with the scarred lip. The smaller one who never spoke, he just watched with empty, dead eyes. “Stand up.” Scar-lip ordered. My body ached when I moved, my ribs were broken and my right eye was swollen shut, I got to my knees, then used the wall to stand. The chains on my wrists clanked, as I struggled to stand. They didn’t take the cuffs off this time. They just grabbed my arms and marched me out. We didn’t go to the training room. We went down a narrower tunnel that had a single torch burning at the end, lighting up a rounded chamber. Caleb was there, waiting. So was the Seer, an ancient woman wrapped in grey. She stood by a stone basin filled with dark water, her grey eyes staring at nothing with a deep concentration. &l

Rafe's POV I knelt on the stone, the hot drip of my blood, spreading evenly on the pale rock beneath me. The crowd was frozen, they couldn't believe what they had just witnessed. My eyes were on the slope, Luca was halfway down, he was moving Slowly his hands gripping every possible holds, every few feet he would pause, trying hard to catch his breath “Someone…” My voice cracked, I cleared my throat and tried again. “Someone please help him down.” For a second no one moved until Kael grunted, and jerked his head at two of his rogues, they obeyed and went up the slope, to help Luca. He didn't argue he just let them take his arms, supporting his weight as they helped him down the last steep part. Once his feet touched the floor of the Grove, he shrugged off the rogue's hands, and stood on his own although he was pale and shaking, his eyes never left mine. He wa

RAFE'S POV Dawn came with a blade of cold light cutting into the cave, every muscle protested as I sat up, Luca was already awake, staring at the small pile of supplies Zayne had organized a waterskin, a little dried meat and a blanket. “The Seer is gone.” Zayne said, entering from outside, he dusted snow off his boots. “She left before first light, and left no trace.” “Did she leave a map?” Luca asked, voice still rough with sleep. “Better.” Zayne tapped his own temple. “Well she said it's like following a smell you can’t quite name.” Elara moved quietly, folding the blanket, her movements were precise, but her eyes kept drifting to Luca, as if reassuring herself he was real. “The Blackwater source is deep in the northern wastes.” she said softly.  “It is a land of dead

LUCA'S POV  The guardian’s words hung in the air, ‘you have already begun’. What began? Arguing for our lives? It felt less like a beginning and more like a desperate middle. Rafe moved beside me, a solid limping presence, every time his breath hitched from the reopened pain in his side, a sympathetic twinge shot through our bond, I’d tried to get him to stop, to rest longer after the… whatever that silver pool was. He’d just given me that stubborn look. “We rest when we’re dead or safe, and for we’re neither.” Zayne led, picking a route with a hunter’s grace, our mother followed, her steps quiet and sure, she kept looking back at me, her eyes a mix of fear and a fierce, burning pride that made my throat tight. “How much further?” I asked, my voice too loud in the quie