บททั้งหมดของ The Blood Moon Prophecy : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

ANARA'S POVI blinked as I tried to process his words. What did he mean by me also being his mate. Did he have another? My eyes flickered to Lyra who was arranging her clothes. The man was also quickly zipping up his trousers. I felt my cheeks burn when I realized that they had been up to more than kissing.Lyra's eyes burned and flashed as she said, "The other maids are helping with preparations for the banquet, so what are you doing here?""Maid?" The man spluttered. "You mean,she's a maid?""Yes, she is. Look at her, Cassian. What else do you think she's good for?"Never had I wanted to reveal my identity as badly as I did then. I found myself actually opening my mouth to say something, to assure him that he was mistaken, that I was not a maid, that I was someone worthy to be called his mate.But then Lyra was looking daggers at me. Her look promised swift, merciless retribution if I so much as said a word to contradict her."I can't believe this." Cassian shook his head angrily,

KAELEN'S POVShe was staring at me; our hungry eyes were locked in some sort of staring contest as we stood at the opposite ends of this large bedroom.I smiled and bolted towards her the moment she did nothing but nod, like I was waiting for that signal. I scooped her up in bridal style, and soon we were on my kingsize bed.I gazed at her like she was important, but she was nothing but a mere substance of desire fulfilment.Soon she was under me, and my entiretywas thrust into her. Our bodies moved in sync as our lips followed the tempo of both our hearts. Despite how hot and beautiful she was, I found myself lacking energy, and it annoyed me because I couldn't get the pleasure I desired.She began to disgust me, and after hastily finishing, I kicked her aside."The full moon is approaching," Nyx warned. Nyx was my wolf, and I realised the reason for my lack of energy was that the full moon was approaching.Immediately I am overwhelmed by a sad feeling of unease; the bitterness of a

Lyra’s povI failed to catch up to her and began returning in anger. She was supposed to stay hidden forever, but I let her escape. I blamed myself for it.“I should have killed her when I had the chance to” I fumed.I wondered why my parents didn’t just kill her the moment we were born; it would have made things way easier for me and everyone else, but no, they chose to keep her and the evil she possesses, which eventually claimed our mother’s life.Over the years, I have made her life miserable. I made sure she lived in agony, barely having anything to eat, clothes to wear, or even clean water to drink and bathe with, while I lived in affluence, hoping that one day when she couldn’t take it anymore she would take her own life.I got back to the pack completely sad and weary. I kept asking myself how and why I let her escape, but then again, she would probably get herself killed by venturing into another territory, so that consoled me a little.The pack was in a state of chaos, and a

Selene’s povThere I was, the daughter of a high-ranking minister from Nightveil Pack, wearing my most expensive dress, now soiled with wine. I angrily stared at the low life that caused this with bloodshot eyes.I was furious; I wanted to be chosen as the Luna, so I wore the most expensive thing I owned, only for it to get ruined by something so insignificant. I couldn’t even request her own dress in return because it was a mere rag to me; there was absolutely nothing she could do to please me.“What have you done? Who are you?” I asked, resisting the urge to slap her in the face, which I would have done if I wasn’t trying to impress the elders of the Virelith Pack. I still had to make them believe I was capable of being a good Luna.“I am deeply sorry. Please accept my apologies,” she cried, and my face instantly puckered.“Well, your apology doesn’t magically fix my dress, does it?” I asked.She went mute, and I rolled my eyes, feeling nothing but disgust and rage.“I ask again, wh

Anara’s POVThe dress was absolutely breathtaking. Just stunning.“I wish you were here, Seraphis, to see this,” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the beautiful gown.I lifted it off the hanger and held it against my body, turning to look at myself in the mirror. It was a rich emerald green, with diamonds sewn into the fabric so intricately that I couldn’t even figure out how they’d been attached. The stitching was flawless. The dress featured a delicate lace fabric that felt incredibly soft against my skin, paired with a gorgeous corset-style bodice tied with ribbons.Seeing myself with the dress in front of me made my reflection look so much more presentable. The guard’s suggestion that I eat more hadn’t just been polite — I really did need to put on some weight. My hair looked messy, dull, and dry, and even its color seemed faded. It could have been such a lovely golden blonde if I’d been able to take proper care of it.But that was something I could finally do now that I was here, bei