Novel & Cerita Jacob Black From New Moon

The lone lycan watched as Darius leaned close and whispered in the queen’s ear and he saw her eyes go wide as she seductively ran her eyes over his bare and, tanned well-toned body with interest. "Just who I was looking forward to meeting!" She announced loudly and the whisperings and mutterings amongst the other Lycans ceased. "Moon's Call, they call you, eh? You ought to be here over an hour ago... but I shall forgive that...this one time, though…" she said, "What's your real name, lycan?" She asked, although putting it in mind that he had refused to acknowledge her status by kissing her knuckles or bowing, such insolence! Moon’s Call hesitated to give a reply and it was as if everyone in

Nineteen years ago Under the ominous cover of a moonless sky, a storm raged over the Black Rogoro pack’s territory. The air was thick with tension, the howling wind echoing the agony of a woman in labor. Inside a dimly lit wooden cabin at the heart of the warrior’s quarters, Lucia Hart lay writhing in pain, her body weakened by the brutal contractions ripping through her. She clutched the sheets beneath her as another wave of pain crashed over her.

"Just try to delay your wedding for now, I need some time to figure everything out." "Dad, you can figure out whatever you want after my wedding too. Here have some water and tell me the reason why you're delaying it!" Mara spoke. Beta Daniel must have compiled as the sound of glass hitting the tables empty crackled through the air. "We are doubtful that the Blood Moon pack might not stay in peace with us anymore and attack us in the next few weeks." My feet froze on the ground; I have heard of that pack name before. But I don't remember clearly in what context. Why did it seem so familiar? With my curiosity peaking, I stepped closer and perked up my ear.

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.

Jonathan turned his attention towards Iris who was still crying and Leonard who standing like a proud beast. "Alpha, you would repeat after me." He informed Leonard who heard him and got ready to repeat whatever he was about to tell. "I, Leonard Knight, Alpha of the Dark Moon pack takes Iris Lockwood, as............." Iris's ears started ringing just when Jonathan reached the end of the statement which had to be repeated by Leonard. To her surprise, he repeated everything carefully with his gritted teeth and a weird smirk plastered on his face. Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard.

The sadness feeling her eyes made Jacqueline worry now because she didn't want her running out of the room just as she had done earlier on. "You and Xavier are mates and you are the Luna hence you are stuck with him forever as per what the moon goddess wants" Jacqueline signed as she explained. Whilst she sat there thinking so she had hurt the man who was here to love her from all the captivity she had been through. She wanted to go back to her family where they were at the Bright moon pack, they probably thought she was dead and here she was from the rogues now she was at the Silent Moon pack being told she was their Luna and she was stuck to the Alpha.

The forest was alive with silver. Moonlight dripped through the bare branches like liquid frost, pooling on the ground in pale, shimmering sheets. The Winter Moon—the brightest, coldest full moon of the year—hung heavy above the Winterwood, casting everything in a ghostlike glow. Lyra Whitlock paused at the treeline, breath fogging in the crisp air. Her heartbeat thudded unevenly beneath her cloak. This was her last moment alone before the festival. Before the ceremony. Before the pact that would bind her life to a man she’d never met.

But that was before she stole my husband and my life. I stop walking, I am definitely lost. Defeated I sit down on a nearby rock, rest my head in my hands and just start sobbing. I lay back on the wet moss basically giving up. It’s getting dark and I see the light of the moon in the sky. It looks like it’s a full moon tonight. Usually I appreciate the full moon, a symbol of change, but I was too miserable to appreciate anything right now. I’m also worried I might have to spend the night out here in the cold, in soaking wet clothing.

“That’s appreciated, Elder Harvey.” Harvey beams and turns to me, his excitement barely contained. “You’ll be happy, Luna. The feast will be your formal introduction to the pack. Then, at the Blood Moon Festival, you’ll receive Eliora’s blessing for your union.” His joy rings out like a song. But inside me, a chill takes hold. The Blood Moon Festival. The one Primrose warned me about. The night the Luna goddess weaves her threads. Links true mates. How long does Gerald think he can fool a goddess?

Why would he want to attack the moon goddess, spelling doom for all wolves for generations to come…well if he lost. Heart thumping, I lifted my head through the array of heads, standing on tippy toes to catch a glimpse of him on the high table where the other pack leaders were seated, with their Lunas, Betas, and Gammas by their side. My brother and father with the pack’s Beta, stood tall and straight behind two empty chairs, most probably for Jake and Jessica who seemed to be absent at the moment. I wondered why they weren’t present while their pack officials were. Maybe Jake sent my father and his Beta to represent the Crescent pack? I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, my father was the hi