Breath Of The Wild Blood Moon Novels & Stories

they both smiled as blood rushes and all they can do is scream as this magic unfolds in front of their eyes. Lalaine opens her eyes, as tears rolled down one after the other. The feeling of uneasiness rushes towards her. It was just a dream. A memory that flashes back, wishing they could have turned back the hands of time. Never letting her go away that day, never letting her meet the King Sun. If only, she could go back again. As the sentinel of the moon, she will kill the King Sun to make her best friend live the life she deserves. As the Sentinel of the Moon, she will protect her by all ends meet.

He said, something that I already knew, and I smiled at him. "Is that all?" I asked, and he nodded. "That is all on your weaknesses," He said, and I sighed, but he looked worried, and I had to ask him why. "We are fighting with witches, and witches can cause the blood moon to appear. The only divine wolf that is powerful during a blood moon is Haimon," he said, and I understood his fear. The goddess had sent the wrong wolf for the job. "You need to hide or burn the books, Luna, so it does not fall into the wrong hands," he said, and I nodded.

The air crackled with tension, thick with the scent of blood and sweat. I stood beside Roy, our backs pressed together as we faced the chaos erupting around us. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow that painted everything in shades of crimson. It was a blood moon, and its presence felt like an omen of the violence that surrounded us.

remained calm. "That doesn't answer my question, Alpha," She said with a smile on her face. Daven laughed. He walked towards the throne and sat on it. He stared at her—a menacing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "My people told me," he replied. "Your people?" She questioned. He chuckled. "Yes, Luna. Spies that I have planted in the Bloodmoon pack for years to know what happens. To know when my brother found his mate, and when they mated under the Moon's full view." Seraphine swallowed hard. Daven had confirmed her fear. There was indeed a traitor in the Bloodmoon pack. Daven was about to say something else when someone squealed at a high pitch. Everyone turned to the door in shock.

I squinted at him curiously, "What's happening in two nights?" His eyes queried me, "Don't you know anything?" He asked, clearly unaware of who I was, "It's the night of a blood moon. Hardly any werewolf can resist a blood moon and it only gives those beasts some kind of adrenaline, like a boost in their hyperactivity. They destroy everything in their path." Chase brought out a gallon of petrol and asked, "Don't they do that every time?"

Right now, I was already experiencing the calm, and it was a very wide indication that the storm wouldn't be pleasant. Even the wind seemed to hold it's breath as I stepped into the ancient clearing. It wasn't anything grand, just a wide circle surrounded by sacred trees and scorched with the faint smell of blood and fire. The Blood Moon loomed overhead, large and pulsing red like an open wound in the sky. It was watching me obviously, and a small part of me felt like it was judging me too.

“And because something is going to happen soon. Something bigger than your mother’s lies and your stepfather’s games.” My skin prickled. “What are you talking about?” “The Blood Moon.” I frowned. “The… what?” Valessa moved to the window, pulling the curtain aside just enough for the pale light outside to seep in. She gazed out as if she could already see it on the horizon. “The Blood Moon will rise in a few months. It’s rare, but when it comes, it changes everything. It stirs power you didn’t know you had. It makes bonds unbearable. It turns desire into madness. And for hybrids like you—” she glanced back at me, her eyes sharp, “it can be lethal if you aren’t prepared.”

The wind filled the silence, carrying the distant echo of wolves howling in the valley below. Lyra swallowed hard. “He’s coming, isn’t he?” “Yes.” Darius’s answer was quiet but certain. “My scouts report movement near the Blackridge border. The Blood Moon’s only a week away.” A shiver passed through her. The Blood Moon, the night every prophecy pointed toward. The night their fates would collide. “I don’t know if I’m ready,” she admitted. “Every time I use the Moonfire, it feels like it’s eating me from the inside. Like it’s not just my power… but his too.”

Aria’s POV The air was thick in the morning, filled with the scent of wild roses and promise of the Blood Moon. Even the sky seemed different - bruised red at the rim, in disquiet. Wolves spoke of the Blood Moon as a time when the primal side of wolves overtook their rational side, and when even the most powerful Alpha has no control. I told myself I wasn't afraid. But underneath, I was terrified - of what my body did every time Damon was near.

He didn’t answer right away, but Noah didn’t need him to. He’d seen the way Damien had looked at Maya when she shifted—when Aurora had emerged, white fur and eyes like frozen flame. The prophecy had been whispered for generations: When the moon’s light crowns the sea’s daughter, balance will be broken, and the world will bow or burn. And now, here she was. Damien stood, pacing. “It has to be. No wolf has ever shifted like that. No wolf carries power that bends the airaround them. And the way she fought against Becca