Novel & Cerita Crimson Oath

And on his left was the witch who became their ally to finally bring down the four packs. He stood in the middle strong and unbothered by the screams of everyone. He raised his right hand and with that, opened a huge door on the far right side of the dome. With heavy steps and weak bodies, four men went out of the huge door. As they made their entrance, everyone shouted louder and more aggressive. “KILL THEM!” “CUT THEIR HEADS OFF!” The four men walked slowly and finally made it to the center facing Brody. Brody smiled in arrogance as he spits on one of the men, the Alpha of the Crimson Crest pack, Connor.

He hadn't kept his eyes nor hands off of me, it had made me feel special. With the fire crackling in the fireplace I could feel myself being lulled to sleep after listening to the light sound of the rain until he finally spoke making me look up at him. "You asked me why I can't just leave that life," he breathed staring up at the ceiling. "Truth is baby, I'm trying to," he replied releasing a heavy sigh that held within it the frustration of a man attempting to cut off any ties, "that's part of what I've been doing lately. But it's not easy to just walk away once you take the oath ." The oath he was referring to was a blood oath that was a part of a ritual that originated from Roman-Catholic

Every Alpha in the room shifted uncomfortably, their wolves whining internally at the raw, primordial power of the Ashthorne bloodline. ​"Listen to me very carefully, lords of the council. I do not care about your treaties. I do not care about your signed parchments or your mobilized armies." Kaelor said, his voice carrying the absolute weight of an execution decree. He drew his ancient obsidian sword, the blade humming with a dark, terrifying heat as he drove the tip deep into the center of the stone council table. ​The room held its breath. ​"I publicly declare, before the eyes of the Moon Goddess and the blood of my ancestors, that Seraphina Vaelcrest is under the absolute protection of t

Was finally beginning. As Elena stared at the crimson eyes in the darkness, they blinked once—and when they opened again, they were not two eyes but dozens, a constellation of burning crimson staring back at her from the treeline, and from their midst emerged a voice she had prayed never to hear again: "The Guardian's oath is dust, little moon. The First Blood is exposed. And the Crimson Court has come to collect."

"...I will immediately reinstate Alpha Garrick Savage to the Grey Crest Pack with full Alpha privileges, complete immunity from all legal consequences related to his recent actions, and restored status within the pack hierarchy..." Each word feels like swallowing glass, like carving pieces out of my soul. "...provided that Garrick Savage proves no continued threat to the pack's safety or stability. Should he violate this condition, the oath becomes void and all protections are forfeit." The binding swirls tighter, wrapping around our joined hands like chains. "This oath is sealed in blood, bound in magic, witnessed by the Moon Goddess herself. To break it is to invite death. To honor it is t

His shadow stretched long and monstrous behind him as he mounted his black wolf steed. He placed his hand on the hilt of his blade, whispering words not meant for anyone but the night. “I swear by blood, by moon, and by soul… I’ll bring her back. Even if I have to walk through death itself.” As he rode out, his wolves howled, their cries echoing across the forest — a symphony of grief and vengeance. The oath was sealed under the Blood Moon, and even the stars dared not shine against it. Behind him, Violet stood in the courtyard, clutching one of her books tight against her chest. “The Blood Moon’s Oath,” she whispered. “The last time one was made… an Alpha never returned.”

Victor’s voice boomed with authority: "Before the moon, before the ancestors, before the pack—you bind your souls this night. In love, in loyalty, in duty. Do you accept one another as mate and as bond?" “I do,” Lorraine said, her voice clear and certain. “I do,” Caden answered, steady though his heart echoed another name in silence. The ritual blade was brought forth, its edge gleaming. They each drew a line across their palms, crimson welling before they pressed their hands together. Blood mingled, sealing the pact. A ripple of power surged outward, washing through the clearing as the pack felt the bond begin to form.

Kade escorted me to the obsidian podium facing the main stage, where the three pack Alphas and their Beta Commanders sat in full ceremonial regalia. Malakai stepped forward, taking a silver thorn and pricking the tip of my finger. A single, heavy drop of my blood fell into a crystal pendant shaped like a wolf’s fang, which was handed directly to the High Alpha. I bared my throat, reciting the ancient oath of the Crimson Fang Pack before pressing my blood-stained thumb onto the sacred parchment to bind my soul to the syndicate. "I am proud to introduce our newest blood brother, Alpha Circle warrior Johnson Whitmoor, The Shadow," Zuberi’s father announced, his deep voice echoing through the ra

Every wolf felt it—the crushing weight of an Alpha's wrath channeled into cold, calculated fury. This was the power that made White Alphas legendary. This was why they were both revered and feared. "We prepare for the Crimson Moon Ceremony," Deimos said, his voice deadly calm, each word precisely measured. "The four families will gather at the Sacred Grounds. They'll witness my ascension as Alpha under the Blood Moon. They'll see the strength of the Ashworth line." He raised his cup, the wine inside reflecting the red glow of his eyes like captured blood. "And they'll watch as I tear away every thread that binds me to a traitor. Nothing—nothing—will ruin my first Crimson Rite. Not a faithles

"Even though our group is not all rosy as it seems, even though we fight a lot and do not get along with everyone most of the time I am sure none of my sisters here will be heartless enough to poisen the other! It's just not something any of us will do, and certainly not what Crimson would do!" She said with a bow. Next it was Kristen, she was shaking inside and was very nevous that every one could tell she had no idea th type of punishment that awaits her but she was sure it was definitely not going to be an easy one for her. "As a group, we fight a lot and sometimes don't agree on a certain thing, I agree that what I did was selfish unreasonable and unfair to Crimson but it was unfair to A