Blood Moon Vendor の小説・ストーリー

I buy the Moonveil root first. The vendor — a small Delta man named Cress who has the specific energy of someone who has made peace with operating in grey areas — takes one look at my face and reaches under his table without being asked. "Full bundle," he says. "Not the dried out ones." I put the coin down. He puts the bundle down. We don't discuss it further because that is our arrangement and it has worked for two years. I take the bundle and I leave.

Her wolf whined pitifully in the depths of her mind. The moonflower remedy the pack doctor had left was spilled on the bedside table, its shards stained with dark blue blood. Nightmares of slaughtered civilians gnawed at her. But she shrugged off the $50,000 debt as mere humiliation from Adelaide. What was $50,000 to Adelaide? Surely she wouldn't send collectors to the Bloodmoon Pack. Yet the collectors did arrive. When informed by a Bloodmoon omega that the Frostfang Pack was demanding payment, Velda's nails dug into her palm.

"They mentioned something about hunters in Hecate?" "Ah… with the Festival coming up, that makes sense. I have the Black Moon campus being swept, but Hecate is a little trickier to sweep as they have a lot of magical technology." "I hope everything will be alright… though David seemed like they had it all under control." "They most likely do," I said. "Blood Moon… has a distinct advantage over Black Moon, and by extension Blue Moon." "Like what?" "Money? Power? Connections?" I smiled, swirling my wine. "Black Moon comes in second place in terms of development."

Dark eyes, light skin, high cheekbones, sharp jaw, Adonis on earth or Hades. “I need to have a talk with the alpha's son in private and I know that your friend is his mate, so convince her to convince him,” he stated, reaching inside his pocket and pulling out a card. He handed it to me. It was the V. I. P access platinum card of one of the hottest clubs in this town. “We’ll meet on neutral ground and it’s a plus unlimited so feel free to join,” he stated cockily, might as well kick your feet up on the table and call the library his kingdom.

Elena POV The chains around my wrists rattled with every jolt of the carriage. Iron cuffs bit into my skin, leaving bruises that would probably never fade. They weren’t silver, but I was still trapped. Shackled. The wooden floor shook beneath me as the horses dragged us closer to Crescent Blood Kingdom, the home of the quadruplet alphas. The kings. My throat tightened. Everyone whispered about them in fear, as if even saying their names might summon them. Four brothers born under the Blood Moon. Four alphas sharing one throne. Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence.

She swore, and I let the matter die down, but I kept my guard up where she was concerned. Tim told me only level eight moon staff could earn wages. Houses and properties were being seized, but since the bloods were too afraid to stay in the moon territories because of the Ash, the moons got to remain in their homes. Kendra had ruined a lot for everyone, and it was a very sad affair.

He revealed and my eyes widened. A rogue attack on Blood Moon??

He stands to leave. At the door, he pauses. "I will check on you later," he says over his shoulder. After he leaves, I move to the desk and pull the curtains open. A majestic view fills my sight. I see a massive ancient castle-like structure rising from the mountainside. It looks like a kingdom, or a prison. On the desk before me lies a document. Rules and Regulations for Maya Reynolds. I sigh. I open the first page. I have so many questions. And what the hell is a Bloodmoon Pack?