Moon Blooded Breeding Clinic Novels & Stories

She nodded, and I thanked her before taking my loaded plate to my office. Between bites, I did some research—I hadn’t forgotten about avenging Michelle and Cammy. The Blood Moon Pack reportedly has 90 non-warriors, 75 pups, and 180 warriors. From what I’ve heard, their males start training at fifteen. We only have 170 warriors. Even if theirs aren’t top-tier, those numbers aren’t great. I decided to ask Zane if we should consider asking Alpha Deek for backup, but I wouldn’t make that call alone. I called Deek to discuss something else, and he picked up immediately.

"Dear Isolde, you are cordially invited to attend the negotiations between the Eternal Blood Group and the Crimson Moon Clan." The card was handwritten. I recognized my brother's script. "You're negotiating with the Crimson Moon Clan?" I asked, my eyes wide. "How did they agree to that?" "They have no choice," my brother said, a predator's smile on his lips. "Their blood sources are nearly depleted. They negotiate with us, or they wither into dust." I remembered my brother telling Draven's mother that he would make her family pay, but I didn't expect him to do it in just six months.

PROLOGUE The Blood Moon of the Lunar eclipse was glowing brightly. Its orange ray of light makes the whole world bright and The. Wolves were howling in happiness. But in the Vampire Kingdom, everyone was in tension as the Vampire Queen was going to give birth to a baby. But the Vampire Queen's condition was critical. And because of the lunar eclipse, her condition became worse. The Physician was trying her best to save both of them But it is difficult to say whether she will be able to save both or not.

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

Anderson had requested we discuss other matters and familiarise ourselves before bringing up the illness but as everyone settled in the room, I took a deep breath and spoke bluntly. “Silverstone will not be receiving weapon scraps or Ironclad metals for the foreseeable future.” Callum stiffened, his Beta snapped a sharp gaze at me and his son frowned deeply. “Why? We rely on that supply and you rely on what we give in return,” Callum said calmly. Anderson stepped forward. “Bloodmoon is facing a crisis.” “Its an illness linked to Snowbloom Wysteria and until we know how it entered our borders or find a cure, all Ironclad goods are banned,” I said plainly.

“Every myth was truth once, before fear turned it into a bedtime warning.” He kneels beside me, lowering his voice. “The Moonblooded are wolves chosen once in a century by the Moon Goddess herself. Born into this world under her blessing, carrying with them fragments of her power. Your kind can heal faster, fight longer, and call upon the light that destroys corruption. But the gift is double-edged — it burns just as easily as it blesses.” I stare at him, blood pulsing in my ears. “And you think I’m one of them?”

I opened my eyes and saw him carefully pulling something from his hunting bag. It was a small, rare spirit beast—still writhing in his hands. A Moonshadow Mink. It lived only on the most treacherous cliff faces, its fur shifting color under moonlight. "I just secured the East Valley," he said softly, a boyish pride slipping into his tone as he placed the struggling creature beside my pillow. "The hunting grounds there are unbelievably rich—streams full of fat fish. I'm planning to build a nursery for our future pups there. We'll call it the New Moon Cradle."

I think it’s great cause the less connecting me to sperm donor, the better. Leo’s been doing well here. They’ve found Bloodmoon is a super accepting and supportive pack making friends left and right. Everybody likes them because they are this little bubble gum ball of sunshine. And I’m glad they are making friends, and I don’t get too growly when males are friends with them because I know in Bloodmoon, the mate bond is sacred, and nobody would fuck around with someone else’s mate.

There was absolutely no way that he would ever feel something like that toward me, and I couldn’t accept him either way. “What’s so special about the blood moon?” I blurt out, desperately wanting a change of topic. “Why do you keep bringing it up?” “The blood moon?” Chanel repeats, not seeming too interested. “It’s when members of Moon Storm lose control of ourselves and mate.” She continues. “What?” I gasp, my eyes growing wide. “Does that really happen?” “It does,” she responds. “Consider it a curse of our pack.” A curse. How was it possible that Moon Storm had so much bad luck circling around it? It truly was suspicious, and I couldn’t help but wonder what exactly happened in the past. Co

The air in the Maw didn’t just grow cold, it became thin, as if the mountain itself were gasping, outside, the Blood Moon had reached its zenith, casting a bruised, rhythmic crimson light through every fissure and vent in the stone, it wasn't just a celestial event, it was a cosmic siphon, Kaelen was using the Lunar Cult’s forbidden Tides to pull the child toward the surface, dragging the heir out of the dark before it was ready to be born.