All Chapters of The Blood Moon Prophecy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Kaelen’s PovEvery word Anara speaks pulls my heart closer to her. It’s like a siren calling a sailor across the waves with her song that’s exactly what Anara is doing to me tonight. The soft night breeze brushes against our faces, carrying the faint, sweet scent of grass and wildflowers all around us on this hilltop. The stars sparkle overhead like tiny diamonds scattered across the dark sky, giving everything an almost magical feel.The poem draws me in through Anara’s soft, rosy lips. Her emerald green eyes glitter toward me like precious gems, even in the faint moonlight. With the sky full of stars, I can make out every freckle on her face, like her own little private constellation. The steady chirping of cicadas and the quiet sounds of the deer nearby seem to blend perfectly with Anara’s voice, turning the whole night into a peaceful symphony.I lean closer as she recites the lines, wanting nothing more than to kiss her and taste every bit of emotion from that poem on her lips. M

Anara’s POVI can still feel Riven’s eyes on me, following, chasing. My stomach twists with nerves and my mouth goes completely dry, but I keep walking away from him as fast as I can without breaking into a run across the lawn.I refuse to look back, no matter how badly my body wants to, no matter how much my heart aches to see him. I won’t let myself feel that kind of shame. I won’t give Riven the chance to realize I’ve never been kissed before that I’m just a silly, inexperienced girl who knows nothing about any of this.I slip back inside the pack house and notice a few participants lingering in the entrance hall, chatting. Their eyebrows shoot up with curiosity the moment they see me. My body stiffens for a second, surprised that people are still wandering around. I pause in the middle of the hall, taking a few deep breaths to steady myself.“Is it a pleasant night, Anara?” one of the girls asks, her voice heavy with sarcasm.My face burns even hotter with embarrassment. I quickly

Anara’s PovRiven… I hadn’t seen him since that first night, and the truth was, I felt both relieved and strangely sad about it. I missed his company more than I wanted to admit. Every now and then, the memory of our conversation would drift back into my mind like a sweet, stubborn echo. It stirred up a quiet longing I tried hard to push away, especially with the challenge looming so close. The mix of loneliness and anxiety made the hours stretch endlessly whenever I wasn’t buried in my studies. Every minute felt like an eternity filled with unanswered questions. Was he angry with me? Disgusted, maybe?“Good morning, Miss Anara!” Liora declared cheerfully as she stepped into my room early, bringing with her the soft morning light that poured through the tall windows and bathed everything in a warm golden glow.“You can call me Anara, Liora,” I said calmly, stretching before I got out of bed. The linen sheets felt so soft and inviting, almost like they were trying to pull me back in fo

Anara’s PovWhile the main hall was spacious, bright, and open, this room felt much smaller about half the size with fewer decorations and darker walls. The window wasn’t as wide, but it still let in plenty of sunlight and a gentle breeze from outside.Inside, five elders sat behind a long table: three women and two men. They ranged in age from their forties to their sixties, their faces stern and almost expressionless, like carved stone. The voice that had called me in belonged to Elder Thorne I spotted his name on the golden plaque in front of him.“Miss Anara, please have a seat,” one of the elders, named Chloe, instructed, gesturing toward the chair placed in front of them.I nodded and sat down carefully on the wooden chair, folding my hands in my lap. My heart was pounding so hard I could barely think straight. I took a slow, deep breath, trying my best to stay calm for this new test.“Let’s begin, Miss Anara,” Elder Thorne said, his eyes scanning the question on his tablet. “Fi

Anara’s povThe participants around me gasped in shock at the information, as if it were something terrible to have an honest job. The eyes of the other participants sparkled with curiosity and malice, and the atmosphere around us seemed to close in, becoming a bubble of gossip and judgment.If what Zephyr said was true, she didn’t have such an honest job after all. But why did she want to kill me? I’d never seen her in my life, and I certainly had nothing to do with her parents losing money.“What’s her name?” I asked timidly, and all the participants turned to look at me. I felt my face flush with such attention, but I maintained a peaceful and gentle mask.I couldn’t let them perceive my fear and shame; I had to blend in with them and maintain my presence here as long as I could. I wouldn’t let anyone step on me and treat me like a simple commoner.“Vexa, I think… honestly, I’m not obliged to remember the names of the servants. I don’t even know the name of my lady-in-waiting, she’