Semua Bab Moonbound to a Human: Bab 61 - Bab 70

My eyes narrowed and I tapped the gentleman that was heading the monitors station on the shoulder. "Bring up Sector 4 please. I thought I saw movement." "Yes, Alpha." A few keys clacked on the keyboard and Sector 4's monitor flickered onto the larger screen to the left. Something shifted behind a stand of trees, too low to the ground for a human, but also too smooth to just be wind. It was the kind of motion that belonged to a body that was moving with intent."Rowan." I reached through the link, the thought snapping out clean and sharp."What?" His presence hit immediately, bright, alert."Do you know if anyone is in Sector 4?" I sent back, keeping my gaze locked onto the screen."I don't think so. Let me go and check." "Head out as Grim. I wanna have Savannah see what you look like.""You sure that's wise?" He questioned."If she is to be the future Luna, she needs to know." Savannah had wondered closer behind me, curiosity pulling her. "Are the screens that interesting?"

"Repeat after me." Savannah's throat bobbed, before mischief flashed behind her eyes. "Repeat after me." I felt Nero surge at her bratty comment. I exhaled, speaking slowly, each word deliberately chosen for weight. "I, Savannah..." Her eyes stayed on mine. "I, Savannah..." "Swear," I continued, "by ash and memory..." A flicker crossed her face, confusion, then curiosity, then she echoed, "Swear... by ash and memory..." "By the dead who are honored," I said, "and the living who still breathe..." "By the dead who are honored..." Her voice was quieter now. "and the living who still breathe..." "That if I witness a wolf shift." I continued. "I will not run." "That if I witness a wolf shift... I will not run." "I will not scream." "I will not scream." "I will not strike." Her breath hitched before she repeated. "I will not strike." "I will keep my eyes and keep my head." "I will keep my eyes and keep my head." "I will listen and will obey the word stop." Savannah swallo

Grim appeared out of the treeline like smoke given muscle, slate-gray and massive, eyes bright with predator focus. He didn’t slow as he passed me, only angled his head slightly, confirming I was on the scent too. "This way." Then he vanished again. I followed. The wards hummed faintly at the edges of my awareness—like a wall I couldn’t see but could feel. Something had slipped through them. That detail mattered. That detail was a threat with intelligence behind it. My rage went cold. My shift started before I fully decided. Nero surged up, not asking now—demanding."Let me in." I didn’t fully release him. I met him halfway. Heat tore through my spine like molten iron. My shoulders widened. My chest tightened as ribs shifted to make room for more lung, more power. My jaw clenched hard enough to ache as my teeth sharpened. My hands curled as fingers stretched, nails turning into black hooks. Fur crawled over my arms and shoulders like a living mantle, dark and dense, silvered

"That’s not courage," he snapped. "That’s stupidity." He loosened his grip for a fraction, an adjustment. I used it. I slipped under his arm and bolted. Cold air hit me like a punch as I burst outside. Snow and mud sucked at my bare feet as I ran along the path Asher had taken. My lungs burned. Fear and that pull tangled together until I couldn’t tell which one was driving me. I followed the sound, roars, cracking wood, a hiss like something wrong. Then I saw them. Asher, towering, furred, monstrous. The vampire, pale and fast, circling him like a snake. I gasped, stopping too hard at the edge of the clearing. The vampire’s head snapped toward me. Its eyes locked onto mine. A slow smile spread across its face, delighted. Asher saw it a heartbeat later. His roar split the air, pure rage, pure protection. The vampire lunged at me anyway. Too fast. As it passed Asher, its claws flashed and struck him, deep across the side, enough that blood sprayed the snow. Asher stagge

Asher DravenHartSavannah's cheek went read with effort to red with embarrassment so fast it was impressive."Oh my..." she sputtered, still straining a bit under my weight, "Are you serious right now?""You ran into winter mud barefoot," I said, breathless with pain and disbelieving amusement, "I'm