Novel & Cerita Moon Knight Dead

Moon’s face popped up from the space between Liam’s hand and his body. “Diana is.” She casually answered. Even in his shock, Liam didn’t fail to scold her for her casual answer. “She is your Luna.” He stated with seriousness and watched her face morph from displeasure to surprise, then respect. “Diana was found dead in her prison room Luna.” “And Aiden?” She asked. “Alive and emotionless.” Moon nodded slowly looking at Liam’s still-shocked face. She didn’t feel anything about the death of Diana and wasn’t ready to pretend she had not wished death upon her all through her hard days in the Silverstone pack.

One word caught my attention: Deceased. My heart skipped, and I scanned the page more closely. His name was written repeatedly, and always alongside a grim, recurring phrase: Future Luna. I turned to the next page, my pulse quickening as I read. —— “Selene Mooncrest, 25yo F - Future Luna: Missing… update: Deceased. Mooncrest confirmed dead after disappearance. Mate bond broken.” —— “Yana Marksmen, 23yo F - Future Luna #2: Deceased. The body was found, bitten beyond recognition. The Alpha has been cleared of misdeed since guards saw the bride well after the marking.”

His brain freezes for a moment as he looks at his brother’s pale face. Ziason Father, the Alpha of Moon’s Wrath pack, is dead. A man who always claimed to be the lord of death. How did it happen?

"Speak quickly, for I have little patience today." Matt knelt, bowing his head. "My Alpha, I bring terrible news from the Dark Knight pack. Xavier is dead, and the messenger is on his way to deliver a message from their Alpha. A threat..." The Silver Moon Alpha gritted his teeth, his claws extending involuntarily. "I see." He growled, his voice dripping with malice. "Then I suppose we shall hear what this 'messenger' has to say. But know this, Matt, if this is some trick of the Dark Knight Alpha, your head will roll before theirs."

She reminded me, and I nodded. Immediately, I stood up from my bed, and walked towards my wardrobe to get my attire for the day. Each step I took towards that angle sent shivers down my spine. In my community, rejection was a curse, and the only way you could run away from the trauma was death. I've heard stories about Luna's who were stoned to death cause they were rejected by their mates. To make matters worse, my cousin, Jada, recently ended her life, after she was rejected on her birthday.

A reminder to every ally and rival that the Moonlit Pack lacks nothing. I spot her almost immediately—an aging Luna with two massive Irish Wolfhounds at her heels, sweeping through the hall like a queen, her Alpha a step behind her. His roguish smirk isn’t for the crowd. It’s for her. His gaze rakes her body with unrepentant hunger, as if she’s still the girl he first claimed under a harvest moon. Emily and Kylean Silver Moon. My mother's old leaders.

"Do not dare fail me on this, Michael. I raised you from a boy to be incredibly strong and ruthless just like me. Do not let that human girl for the sacrifice slip out from your hands for even a single second. In three months' time, when the blood moon rises... we can finally be a proper father and son working together again." He let out one last, long shuddering breath, his fingers slowly losing their grip on my wrist as his energy completely drained away. His heavy eyelids fluttered for a brief moment, and then his eyes closed completely as he fell back into a deep, silent coma.

He spoke. "Too late, Lucas. Because that is exactly what I have done" she wanted to say those words, but she didn't. It only ranged in her head. When Lucas observed that she was making no attempt to speak, he spoke out after letting out a sigh. "A few days to the full moon, the rogues attacked and we were able to capture one of them who was locked up in the dungeon for torturing and interrogation," "His name is Kovu." He sighed. "During the full moon, we all went hunting as usual. After the night's hunting, the next morning, we discovered Kovu was dead in the dungeon. He was poisoned" He finished as she bulged her eyes in shock.

The fire around him pulsed once. “You asked for answers,” he shrugged. “I gave them.” “Not all of them,” I shot back. “And I didn’t ask you for shit.” He continued to glare at me. These were the people that supposedly created us? Both he and his sister were a bunch of—wait. The Moon Goddess. A light bulb went off in my head. A distant memory of what she called me the day she returned me back to Earth floated back to me. Little niece. She knew.

“Nikoa, thank you for coming on such short notice.” “What?” One corner of his lips curled into a smile. “And miss a battle... on the night of the Blood Moon? Not on your life. Thanks for calling.” “So, isn’t the Blood Moon affecting you?” I glanced over at him as I pulled Conner up the stairs and pushed the doors open. I was surprised that it was no longer affecting me as it had just hours before. He lifted one shoulder. “I claimed a Mate.” My head snapped toward him. “Hailey?”