All Chapters of DAUGHTER OF MOON AND BLOOD: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Celestia betrayal Elera povPlease say I do. Please,say I do . Don’t abandon me too please .I repeated the desperate plea in my mind like a prayer.. looking at the man whose answer will determine my fate .Alpha Adrian silverclaw stood before me at the altar , but he wasn’t looking at me.. he was looking at anywhere but me.Elder Thorne's voice echoed through the sacred grove.“Alpha Adrian Silverclaw, do you accept this woman as your mate, your partner in all things, until the moon calls you home?”Please say I do.“I reject you as my mate and Luna , Elera”Six hours earlier.The wedding dress fit me perfectly .. I hardly recognized the woman looking back at me.the ivory silk wedding gown was simple but elegant.My silver braid was swept into an intricate braid on top of my hair woven with flowers. Even my purple eyes didn’t look so intimidating.Today my marriage to Adrian would earn me the respect I never had since I was a child . Today everything would change .I was born into

Chapter 3DeathElera povI ran until my legs hurt like they were breaking.The forest was thick and dark.. branches scratched my fast and my arms. My lungs burned with every breath but I couldn’t stop running , not when my life depended on it.The howls behind me were getting closer.They were hunting me like prey and at this moment that is what I was.Now everyone believes I was a criminal. A thief. Someone who tried to hurt Celestia.It was all lies.But lies didn’t matter when teeth and claws were chasing you.I stumbled over a root and crashed to the ground. Pain shot through my knee. I forced myself up, limping now, my bag bouncing against my back.The howls were so close I could almost feel them.Run. Keep running. Don’t stop… if only I had a wolf.But my body was giving up. I wasn’t a warrior. I never trained for combat like Celestia. I was just a wolfless girl who tried to stay as invisible as possible.And now I was going to die for it.A massive gray wolf burst through

Elara POV​The room Kael left me in was beautiful, but the moment I heard the heavy click of the lock from the outside, the silk sheets and the warm fireplace stopped feeling like a luxury and started feeling like a trap. I walked over to the window and tried to push the glass open, but it was bolted shut, and I could see two large guards standing in the courtyard below, their eyes scanning the perimeter with the kind of focus only trained warriors possessed. My shoulder throbbed with a dull, heavy heat, and when I peeled back the bandage Maria had placed there, the wounds were still red and angry instead of closed and scarred as they would be for any other person in this pack. Being wolfless meant my body worked at a human pace, so I was stuck with the pain while everyone else around me healed in hours, and it made me feel even more vulnerable in this house of monsters.​A light knock sounded at the door before it opened, and a young woman with a tray of food walked in, her movements

Elara POV​Kael didn’t let me stay to see what was happening at the gate; he shoved me toward Jada and told her to lock me in the library until the perimeter was clear, so I spent the next few hours pacing between the tall shelves of old books while my mind raced with thoughts of shadows and voices calling my name. The library was huge and smelled of dust and old paper, but it was one of the few places where the guards didn't stand right over my shoulder. As I walked deeper into the back rows, where the light was dim, I found a wall covered in framed paintings of past Alphas. One portrait stood out because the man in it looked exactly like Kael, except his eyes were a softer shade of gray, and he didn't have the same jagged scars across his face. When I leaned in to read the brass plate at the bottom, I saw the date of his death.​It was exactly fifteen years ago, during the same month my father had returned to Silvercrest and told the pack he had successfully defended our borders aga

Elara POV​The work with Elder Thorne was quiet and tedious, but it was interrupted when the heavy bells of the pack house began to ring with a frantic, rhythmic beat that told everyone a threat was near the walls. Kael appeared in the doorway of the archives with his leather armor already strapped tight and his storm-gray eyes locked on me, and he didn't give me a choice to stay behind as he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the courtyard, where warriors were shifting and howling.​"You’ve spent enough time hiding behind books and old men, so today you’re going to see what it actually means to hold a border against people who want to tear your throat out," Kael said, his voice hard as he dragged me toward a waiting horse. The wind was cold against my face as we rode toward the outskirts of the village, where the smoke was already starting to rise.​"I don't see why I have to be here, Kael. I can't fight, and I’m just going to be a distraction for your men while they’re trying to do