Todos los capítulos de The Pack Wanted A Bride, The Moon Wanted Revenge.: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Third Person POVThree bodies lay in the great hall, covered in white shrouds.Vespera stood at the back of the room, her hands clasped in front of her, watching as Rhydian paced before the dead. His face was a mask of controlled fury, but she could see the cracks. The way his jaw tightened. The way his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides."Tell me again," he said, his voice dangerously soft. "Tell me what happened."A young warrior stepped forward, his arm bandaged, his face pale. He had been one of the survivors, the lucky ones who had made it back."We were on patrol near the eastern border," he said, his voice shaking. "The same route we always take. We did not see them coming. They knew exactly where we would be. Exactly when.""Who attacked you?""Rogues. At least a dozen. But they were organized. Trained. They moved like they had been planning this for weeks."Rhydian stopped pacing. "They knew your numbers?""Yes, Alpha.""They knew your weaknesses?""Yes.""They knew y

Vespera's POVThe first time I tried to use the mark, I thought I was going to die.Tressa had warned me it would be difficult. She had warned me it would hurt. But she had not warned me that it would feel like my soul was being torn in two."Focus," Tressa commanded, her voice sharp. "You are scattered. You are everywhere at once. You need to center yourself.""I am trying.""You are not trying hard enough."I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to tell her that I was trying harder than I had ever tried at anything in my life. But I could not speak. I could barely breathe.The mark on my chest was burning, a cold fire that spread through my veins like ice. I could feel the power of the Moon Goddess flowing through me, ancient and vast and terrifying. It wanted to consume me. It wanted to remake me in its image."Breathe," Tressa said. "Let it flow through you. Do not fight it.""I am not fighting it. It is fighting me.""Then stop resisting. Surrender."Surrender. The word felt like de

Vespera's POV"Who is it?"The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I was tired of games. Tired of secrets. Tired of not knowing who to trust.Corvin glanced around the training yard, his expression wary. "Not here. Too many ears.""Then where?""Meet me tonight. The old chapel on the eastern edge of the territory. Midnight." He stepped back, his voice returning to normal. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have training to finish."He walked away before I could respond, leaving me standing alone in the middle of the yard, my heart pounding, my mind racing.That night, I told Rhydian I was going to bed early. I did not tell him where I was going. I did not tell him about Corvin. I could not. Not until I knew the truth.The old chapel was a ruin, abandoned decades ago. The walls were crumbling, the roof half-collapsed, and the windows were empty eyes staring into the darkness. I approached cautiously, my dagger in my hand, my senses on high alert.Corvin was already there, standin

Vespera's POVThe dungeons smelled of rot and regret.I walked through the dark corridor, my footsteps echoing off the damp stone walls. Torches flickered in their brackets, casting dancing shadows that seemed to reach for me as I passed. Rhydian walked beside me, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his expression grim."She is in the last cell," Orrick said, appearing from the shadows. "She has not spoken since we brought her in.""She will speak to me."I did not know if that was true. I did not know if I wanted it to be true. But I knew I had to try.The cell was small, barely large enough for a cot and a bucket. Sabine sat on the cot, her back against the wall, her wrists bound in silver chains. She looked up when I approached, and for a moment, I saw something flicker in her eyes.Relief. Sorrow. Fear."Vespera." Her voice was hoarse. "I was wondering when you would come.""I should have come sooner." I stopped in front of the bars, my hands clasped in front of me. "I shou

Vespera's POV"We need Virelle's blood."The words hung in the air of Rhydian's study, heavy and impossible. Torren stared at me like I had grown a second head. Orrick's expression was unreadable. Corvin looked like he wanted to argue but thought better of it.Maris was the first to speak."You want to steal blood from the most dangerous witch in the region. A witch who has killed you once already. A witch who would like nothing more than to see you dead.""Yes.""That is insane.""I know.""And you are going to do it anyway.""I have to." I crossed to the window, looking out at the dark forest. "The wards on the Black Hollow can only be broken with her blood. If we want to get to the Shadow Blade, we need it.""There has to be another way.""There is not." I turned to face them. "I have thought about this. I have considered every option. We cannot break the wards without her blood. We cannot destroy the blade without breaking the wards. And we cannot stop Darian without destroying th