Chapter 11

The deafening roar of the distant war horn in the valley still vibrated through my bones, but my mind was completely trapped in the terrifying reality that had unfolded before me.I sat on the edge of the hard stone cot inside my chamber, my knees pulled tightly against my chest. Sleep was a cruel joke. Every time I closed my eyes, I didn't see the blood-red eyes creeping through the pine forest below—I saw him.King Evander Draven. The Shadow King.Every terrifying rumor I had ever heard whispered around the hearths in Mooncrest flooded my mind like poison. He was the ruthless monarch who had allegedly slaughtered his own father to claim the obsidian throne of Nocturna. He was the warlord who had crushed the northern rogue rebellion by burning entire territories to ash, leaving no survivors, no mercy, and no quarter for his enemies. Mothers in my home pack used his name to scare children into submission.And for days, he had walked beside me in the mud. He had bandaged my arm. H

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Chapter 12

"Pick it up, girl," a sharp, mocking voice boomed across the dirt arena.Before I could even blink, a heavy wooden training staff caught me squarely in the stomach. The wind exploded out of my lungs in a violent gasp, and my knees caved instantly. I hit the frosted mud hard, my wooden sword clattering away into the dirt."Is this really the Cursed Luna everyone is talking about?" a teenage boy—no older than sixteen—sneered, twirling his wooden staff effortlessly between his fingers. "She moves slower than my grandmother's milk cow!"Laughter erupted from the ring of young trainees surrounding the pit. Fifteen-year-olds, sixteen-year-olds, kids who hadn't even grown their full wolf ears yet, were standing around pointing at me, smirking and snickering behind their hands."That's enough, Leo," a tall, scar-faced warrior stepped forward from the edge of the pit.Rhory Fenrir, one of Evander's elite vanguard instructors—a man famously dubbed The Warrior Who Never Smiles—stood with his arm

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Chapter 13

The heavy smell of dried lavender, iron-rich mountain clay, and steeped silver-leaf tea filled the warm infirmary.I sat on a wooden bench, wincing slightly as a soft linen cloth dabbed against the deep bruises covering my forearms. My muscles were screaming from the grueling midnight practice and another exhausting morning session in the training arena."Hold still, dear," Aeris Holloway murmured softly, her kind, wrinkled face illuminated by the amber glow of the hearth fire. "You are running yourself into the ground, Nyx. If you keep pushing your body like this without rest, your core will collapse before the next full moon."Aeris was the head healer of Ironclad Keep—a gentle, middle-aged woman with warm hazel eyes, silver-streaked brown hair braided neatly over her shoulder, and a gentle presence that made me feel like I wasn't an outcast for the first time since arriving at the fortress."I don't have time to rest, Aeris," I whispered, wincing again as she applied a soothing gre

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Chapter 14

The steam rising from the massive iron cauldron smelled of boiled root vegetables, wild thyme, and bitter mountain marrow.I stood at the long wooden prep table in the bustling kitchen, a small knife gripped tightly in my raw, bruised hand, peeling winter potatoes into a wooden bucket. All around me, cooks clattered copper pots, young servants rushed past with trays of roasted venison, and guards yelled order numbers across the humid, noisy room.No one spoke to me.Every time a kitchen maid walked past my station, she pulled her skirts tight to her sides, keeping a wide, fearful distance, as if the mark beneath my collar was contagious."Mind the skin on those potatoes, child," a harsh, croak-like voice called out.Old Greta, the head cook—a stout woman with broad shoulders and gray hair tied in a tight bun—stepped up beside me, dumping a fresh sack of roots onto the table. She looked at my peeling technique with a heavy, judgmental frown."I'm keeping it thin," I muttered qui

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Alle Kapitel von The Silver-Marked Luna: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 14

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14