Black Moon Novel By Nisha Umar Season 1 の小説・ストーリー

Moana’s POV The morning sun did not bring warmth to the Blackthorn Valley, but it brought clarity. The pale, winter light spilled over the high stone battlements, illuminating the sheer scale of the devastation. The air was dead silent, save for the rhythmic, metallic crunch of shovels breaking through frost-bitten earth and the low, collective murmur of a pack trying to piece itself back together.

The blood moon pulsed overhead, unblinking, a silent witness to the storm about to break. She reached the base of the cliffs, her breath fogging in the cool air, and crouched low, listening. The forest was alive now—snaps of twigs, the rustle of leaves, the low growls of her packmates fanning out. Another howl split the night, closer this time, a challenge that set her teeth on edge. Sam’s hands curled into fists, her nails biting into her palms. She was ready—ready to fight, to protect what was hers. The Black Shadow Pack wanted a war? They’d get one. The blood moon watched, its crimson light bleeding into the shadows, as the forest braced for battle.

When you pry it open, an arrow, poisoned with old black, will fly. Let none of it touch you. Only Gamma or Alpha may unmake the black lodged in that shaft. Nova's pulse hammered against her temples. Sweat rolled down her spine beneath the gold dress. Each book contains the instructions to an artifact. Retrieve all four before entering the Moonveil territory. You must claim that prophecy before the full moon after the Black Rain. The ancient Moonveil ruins in the jungle await. Only then can the two Betas, Alpha, Gamma, and Shadowclaw pack will survive.

I shift uncomfortably on the bed. "Where am I ?"I ask feeling very irritable. "Miss you are in the Blood moon pack territory is all I can say ,"She gives me a grim look . "Blood moon?"i repeat. What in the world is that name? I think I'm going totally crazy . "Alpha Black will explain everything to you ,"she responds . "Alpha Black ,"I stutter . These terms are killing me . Alpha? Pack? Blood moon ? I hope I didn't land myself in a secret cult because that would be worse than living with my abusive father .

For one luminous second I felt what a real future with him might be—not easy, never easy, but chosen daily with claws sheathed and throats unguarded by mutual consent. The black heart screamed. The false throne collapsed into the black water. The future dissolved. And then, with the fury of a predator denied every easier kill, the landscape ripped open one final time. Moonlight flooded everything silver-white. A full moon rose enormous and close enough to touch. Bones shifted under skin. Wolves howled. And as Ty’s wolf and Neeka both surged to the front at once, I understood the next battleground with a terror that tasted almost holy: the black heart was coming for our wolves themselves.

I heard him grab Lila's wrist, heard pine needles crunch under boots, then forest swallowed them. I didn't look back.Inside, I spread the contract parchment flat. Two hours to midnight. Blood moon would peak. Assignment would lock. No ritual, no blood, no wanting could undo it. I could go south. Marshlands. Territory that never knew my name.I didn't reach for the knife. Just sat. Stared at parchment a long time.Then started reading. Old texts. Southern geography. Marshland survival codes. Every rule, every danger, every thing needed to start over somewhere else.

The snow didn’t touch him, but the world around him seemed to bend anyway—like kings didn’t obey weather. “Believe,” he said. “And then act.” My throat went dry. I wasn’t sure if he meant strategy. Or if he meant the way his hand slid to the back of my neck, fingers threading into my hair with a possessive restraint that made my knees weaken. “We need a place to go dark,” I said, forcing my brain back into survival mode before my body did something stupid like melt into the arms of a vampire king while the Council hunted us. “Power. Bandwidth. Zero trace. A black site.”

“Fight with us. Help bring the truth to the surface. The packs deserve to know.” Rowan hesitated, then gave a slow nod. And just as the tension began to ease— The floor cracked beneath their feet. From the altar, a deep groan echoed, followed by a blinding explosion of red light. The blood moon had risen. And with it came something darker. Something older. Something… watching. --- Elsewhere – Council of Elders Far above, in the High Tower, Savannah stood before the Elder Council, lips twisted in satisfaction. “She’s awakened the Moon’s Eye,” she said. “The prophecy is in motion. The bonds will soon shatter.”

But they didn't know it had been our unborn child. "We'll tell them the baby is special," I said. "But maybe not all the details. Not yet." Elias nodded. "Probably wise." I walked toward the door, ready to go find Daisy, when my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and frowned. I didn't recognize the number. "Hello?" I answered. "Is this Noah Blackwood, Alpha of the black Moon Pack?" The voice was unfamiliar, but there was something about it that made my skin crawl. It sounded cold and mechanical, like the person was trying very hard not to show any emotion.

Now, everyone was going to reap the seed that Jonathan sowed. “They’re in the building! Everyone, run! They’re killing everyone in their path!” Someone was shouting loudly, warning people who already knew they were doomed to die today. My heartbeat raced as I opened the first door to my right and ran in. I ran straight toward the grand closet and hid myself inside. My breathing was so heavy and loud that I had to use my hand to cover my mouth. The Black Moon pack were the ones attacking us. They were the strongest pack in the Werewolf Realm. They only raided and usurped packs whose members offended them in one way or the other. They never acted unless provoked.