All Chapters of Beneath The Moon's Bite: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

LUCA'S POVThe morning after the emissary's visit, Lyra arrived with three wolves I'd never seen before. Rafe stood beside me at the compound gate, his hand found mine and squeezed."Are you okay, my love?" He asked, looking directly at my face.I wasn't okay, I hadn't been okay for weeks, ever since Morwen died and the strange dreams started. “Yeah I'm fine….just a bit tired.” I smiled…looking at Lyra's seers as they approached us.They were old, not just grey-muzzled, they were old and ancient. Their eyes held depths that made me uncomfortable, like they'd seen things that should have stayed buried. They moved slowly and deliberately, as if each step cost them something they couldn't get back.Veth what was the one who spoke called herself. She was the oldest amongst them, her face was a map of wrinkles, her voice a dry rustle like autumn leaves."Lyra tells us you need to understand the old powers." She looked at me with eyes that had faded to milky grey. "Not just hear about them

VETH'S POVThe texts were older than anything I'd ever touched. I sat in the corner of Duskwind's small library, a room most wolves didn't even know existed, It was hidden behind the council hall, tucked away like a shameful secret. Cain believed that preserving knowledge was useless, he claimed knowledge led to questions, and questions led to rebellion.But the elders had kept it hidden from his reach and sight anyway. Now I sat surrounded by scrolls so brittle they crumbled at the edges, books bound in leather so old it had turned to dust under my fingers. I'd been here for three days straight, barely sleeping, barely eating, my eyes burned due to lack of sleep, any my head throbbed painfully. But I couldn't stop, because something was wrong with Luca's thread.I'd noticed it the first day I met him, when Lyra brought us to Duskwind. The other Seers…..old wolves with memories stretching back centuries, had simply nodded and accepted him. They respected him as the Lunar Omega, rare

LUCA'S POVI couldn't stop looking at it, the mark on my palm, faint as a scar gotten years ago but I'd never seen it before last night. Now it was just... there, like it had always been there and I'd never noticed.But I would have noticed, I knew I would have. I traced it with my thumb, a twisted crescent moon, like someone had taken the symbol of everything I loved and broken it.Rafe's hand covered mine. "Stop babe, you'll rub your skin raw."I hadn't realized I'd been doing it for so long, the skin around the mark was red, and irritated. I let my hand fall and apologised softly. "Sorry.""Don't apologize." He pulled me closer, his warmth seeping into my bones. "Just... talk to me, what are you thinking?""I don't know what this means.” I said pointing at the mark.“Veth lied when she said it was nothing, I know something's wrong and I can feel it."Through the bond, I felt his agreement, his fear and determination. "Then we'll figure it out together, just be patient." He promise

RAFE'S POVHe was here." Luca's voice was barely above a whisper. "He was just here." He murmuredI looked around, the clearing was empty, there was nothing here but blood on the ground and the cold was still spreading through his veins."Who?" I demanded. "Luca, who was here?"He opened my mouth to answer, but suddenly he held his chest and slumped. I held myself in fright, he was cold……so cold it was like I was holding a piece of winter in my arms, except winter didn't used to be my entire world. Winter didn't used to be the only thing I could feel through a bond that had once burned brighter than the sun. I ran straight back to the park house screaming for help.I don't remember crossing the distance from the clearing to the compound nor do I remember passing through the gate or shouting for help or seeing the faces of wolves who scattered out of my path.All I thought of was Luca's body in my arms, limp and pale, his skin so cold it burned my hands, and the bond between us flicke

RAFE'S POVVeth looked at me, and for one horrible second, I saw death in her eyes.She stood in the doorway of the healer's cabin, her ancient face carved from stone, her milky eyes fixed on something I couldn't see. Behind her, the other Seers moved like shadows, their whispers like wind through dead leaves.Orin held a bowl of steaming liquid, Sera clutched a bundle of herbs I didn't recognize. Their faces were grim, their movements slow and deliberate.The door had been closed for hours. Three hours? Five? I'd lost count. Zayne had held me back when they first carried Luca inside, his grip like iron, his voice a steady drone of useless reassurance."Let them work, you'll only be in the way, he's in good hands. Mom is in there, she won't let anything happen to him."I'd stopped listening after the first hour. Stopped pacing after the second. Now I just stood there, frozen, my eyes fixed on that closed door, the bond flickering in my chest like a dying candle.Then the door opened,