Blood On The Moon Betrayal Novels & Stories

The Blood Moon hung high in the sky, casting its malevolent red glow over the kingdom, a harbinger of the chaos that was about to unfold. Sienna stood on the edge of the palace courtyard, her heart pounding in her chest. Her silver blood, still fresh on her hands from the confrontation with Ryder, glistened in the dim light. It was strange, the sensation of her blood coursing through her body felt different now, as if every drop pulsed with a strange, ancient energy. The prophecy, the weight of it, gnawed at her mind, urging her to take action.

As I walked back to my position on the field, one thing became painfully clear. Selene hadn’t forgotten. She was protecting something. Or someone. And that meant the betrayal inside Blood Moon was deeper than I had imagined. Much deeper. And now, I had just made myself part of it.

he bellowed, raising his hand to strike me. I didn't flinch. I lunged, my own bloody hand clamping down on his bleeding one. Our blood mingled in the air. At that exact moment, a spectral crimson light bled through the high air vent. The blood moon had risen. "By this blood, I bind you! By my soul, I sever!" I chanted the ancient words, my eyes locked on his terrified ones. "Every debt is paid! Every bond is broken! Now and forever, we are nothing!"

"The Hollow Moon cannot spread without help from someone carrying wolf blood Riven. The corruption is guided from the inside. Someone with our blood helps it grow." Riven frowned studying the notes. "A traitor with wolf blood. That narrows it but not enough. Who among us carries that blood and would betray us?" Mara shook her head. "The ancient texts warn of this. The spy weakens us from within before the real strike. We must find him soon." That evening Riven and Lucien shared a quiet dinner away from the council. Lucien passed him bread. "The stew tastes better tonight. Almost normal for once."

I asked. "The Blood Moon Crystal is ancient," he said. "Older than any of the packs, older than the current bloodlines. The legends around it are not consistent, different sources say different things, but the one thing they all agree on is that it amplifies what is already present." He leaned forward slightly, his elbows on his knees. "In a wolf with ordinary strength it would do very little. In someone carrying something exceptional, something rare, it would unlock that thing completely." I thought about what Riven had told me in the cell. The red light filling the room. Seraphis rising inside me like something surfacing from deep water.

Delaury's POV “ We can't confess anything under this Tristan” I yelled, trying to pry my hands away from Tristan. The cheerfu Alpha was gone, in place was a ruthless one. The one I actually heard about before arriving here. “ A blood moon is a blood moon brownie” he said, pushing me to stand beside him in front of the bonfire. Tyron stood from afar, watching us. “ This blood moon is wrong don't you get it? “ I hissed. He ignored me. Anger evident on his face as he turned to find a stone to light the bon fire.

She'd report everything back to me just like in the past. She owed me that much after betraying me. After being stupid enough to think she could ever get free. But when I was done... When I finally sat on that fucking throne and crushed Damian under my feet.... I would make sure Lyra paid the ultimate price. After having my baby, she would die a very slow and painful death. I will make sure no betrayal goes unpunished. And a traitor like her didn’t deserve the honor of being my Luna. No. She can't sit by my side as Luna. She deserved nothing but death.

"Let her believe in destiny. Let her believe in love. It will be her undoing." From the shadows, a familiar figure watched. An ally turned traitor. A betrayal yet to unfold. The witch’s voice echoed in the wind: "The Queen may rise, but even Queens can bleed." As the Blood Moon neared, the pack's energy shifted. Warriors trained harder. Defenses were fortified. But beneath the surface, trust eroded. Not all wolves supported Emily's assertion, and rumors of a secret prophecy spread like wildfire. The wind was pulling Emily's coat as she stood on the packhouse balcony. The renegade inmate was escorted into the courtyard below to be interrogated. The moon cast a strange glow over him, almost pr

One that worries you. My heart was racing. "Which prophecy?" Then came a sharp-eyed woman, another senior. She said, "The Blood Moon Prophecy." I took a deep breath. I had previously heard rumours about it. But only briefly. The senior with the white beard went on. A kid born under the Blood Moon is thought to permanently alter the balance of power. Either redemption or devastation will result from the child. A shiver went through my body. "What is the connection between that and me?"