บททั้งหมดของ STAINED BY THE MOON : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Lily’s pov“Run…Run…”Elder Jones' voice echoed in my ear as I ran through the woods.My stomach turned, tears streamed down my cheeks, vision split apart as if torn by unseen hands, my world blurred. I hid myself behind a large tree, peeping, my heart kicked against my ribs. Fast, sharp, merciless as the whistling arrow tore through the air.Gaya and Blake started looking around, and I hurriedly returned to my position. Covering my mouth to reduce my breath volume.Someone yanked my hair. "There you are!" Antonio's voice came sharp and cold.Elder Jones echoed in my brain, Run…I picked a small rock and hit it on his legs and started running.Thorns bit into my bare soles, sharp stones carving fresh wounds with each desperate step. Cold mud squelched between my toes as I stumbled over gnarled roots, my feet leaving crimson prints on the wet leaves."Who am I fooling?" The words tasted bitter on my tongue. Blake, my father's Beta, his best friend, is now hunting me like prey. Antonio,

Gavin’s povThe night air tasted sharp, the moon carved silver into the treetops, painting shadows that shifted like watchful spirits. Beneath my paws the ground was soft, layered with fallen leaves and the faint trails of animals that had come to drink from the stream earlier that night.“Keep your distance,” I murmured, my voice rough but steady. The wolves nearest to me dipped their heads, ears flicking in acknowledgment. Obedience. That was what kept us alive, discipline, not frenzy.Marrok padded at my side, silent for a long while before finally speaking. “Alpha Gavin, do you ever think about it?”I glanced at him. “About what?”“Whether the deer has a family waiting. Whether it feels what we would feel, if one of us didn’t return.”The question was strange from him. He’s sharp-minded and merciless in battle. Yet now his eyes glimmered with something heavier.I did not answer right away. My gaze flicked to Fenric, who trotted just behind us, muttering something under his breath

Lily’s povMy head clutters with thoughts, “Why did I wait? I saw Gavin’s betrothed in the arms of a Beta. “What was I after?” My mind raced as Fenric power bled from him in waves, hot and suffocating. A hand seized my waist, tugging me to the corner. My lips curled at the touch.“Shh.” the hand didn't let go. “ Stop screaming, unless you wish for death” The hand slowly released my mouth “What, How , Who” I squirmed, my pulse pounding in my ears, every muscle tensed.“I was curious as hell as to how you got yourself into shit but that would be later” the voice replied “Can I at least see your face?” I whispered frantically, trying to turn and see his face.“Please, you could have let him catch me with his scorchveil but why help me” I muttered desperately“Trust me, I don't want to, but I am tired of blood stench, and honestly you don't know what he does to people whose eyes, ears or lips wander around” My eyes adjusted to the darknessFenric’s footsteps paused nearby.“Did you c

Lily's POVI made it back to the servants' quarters, my shift still damp, my lips still burning with the memory of his touch.Marathiel looked up from her pallet. "Lily, where have you…"The door slammed open.Kia stood in the doorway, Seraphina and Zaryth flanking her. Behind them, I caught a glimpse of Mira's face, pale, frightened, satisfied.She'd seen. She'd told."You," Kia said softly. Dangerously.My blood turned to ice."On your knees."I didn't move fast enough. Seraphina's hand clamped on my shoulder, shoving me forward. I stumbled, my back screaming as the whip wounds tore open."My lady, what did I…" I started."Silence!" Zaryth snapped.Hands grabbed me. Forced me down. Pain exploded through my back, fresh blood soaking through my damp shift.Kia walked forward slowly, something bronze gleaming in her hand. Shaped like a ser

Gavin's POVMarrok pulled his horse to a stop ahead of me. His chest heaved. "This is it."I reined in beside him. "What? You dragged me all this way for WHAT?""Just…" He dismounted. His boots hit the ground hard. "You need to see it yourself.""See what?" I stayed in my saddle. "Your paranoia?"His jaw tightened. He tied his reins to a branch with quick, jerking movements. "I'm not paranoid.""Then tell me." I gestured at the empty forest around us. "Why are we out here? In the middle of nowhere?""I can't." He pushed through the undergrowth. Branches snapped under his hands."Can't or won't?" I called after him.He stopped. Turned. The moonlight cut across his face, turning his eyes to steel. "The evidence is you seeing it. But you're too blind.""Blind?" I finally dismounted. My hand went to my sword hilt, not drawing, just resting there. The leather grip was warm from my palm. "Blind to what, Marrok?"Through the trees, a sound drifted. Soft laughter. A woman's voice, low and bre