Novel & Cerita Moonscar Island

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

He got it on his arm, right on the forearm spot she had been admiring just a few moments ago. When he was finally finished he walked over to Em to show her. He watched her face careful as she looked down on his arm. Em was shocked. She couldn’t speak .. “Quinn” she whispered. There on his right arm in the same spot as the ones on his left arm…… was another set of eyes. Whereas his other arm held his moms eyes, this arm now held hers. That’s why he needed her to come so the tattoo artist could discreetly watch her and draw her eyes. He made them look so beautiful …. And looking at it now she realized Quinn was right. Her eyes really did look like the moon.

Then she stood, smoothed her apron, and picked up the empty tray. "I'll press the green dress," she said. The sacred moon temple at the centre of the Moonscar territories is so old that no pack historian has a reliable date for its construction. It predates written record. Predates the current Alpha bloodlines. The wolves who built it were building something meant to outlast everything they could imagine. They were right. I had studied the ceremony the way a general studies terrain before a battle. Not because knowing changes the terrain, but because it might change what you choose to do when you're standing in it.

Because Moon-touched names carry power and power attracts attention and I needed you to survive long enough to become what you are. I hope you'll forgive me for that. For the hiding. For all of it. Selene stopped. Said the name out loud in the empty cabin. "Saoirse." It felt like something she'd swallowed a long time ago that had been sitting in her chest ever since. She kept reading. You were born during a full moon. I know… very dramatic. I tried to wait but you had opinions about timing from the very beginning. The wolves who were there said the sky turned silver when you arrived. I didn't see it. I was a little busy.

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

Bert added. “What did Edmond see?” Lyssa asked, looking at Marcus and me. Marcus said, “He told us to find the secret Moon Goddess Mountain as it hides inside her own White warriors.” “You mean the legend of Azrael and his legion of the famous White warriors?” Bert asked us with wide eyes, sitting close to the edge of his chair. “Yes, and the map is showing us the way how to find them,” Damon said. “My mate was always smart and whatever he has seen, I am sure he had a good enough reason to send you to seek the first warrior’s help,” Lyssa said.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like the sky was crying for me. Our car gradually went deeper into Pack territory; I realized this because, on the way, there were many times I saw the flag representing Blood Moon. This place used to be called S-Moon; Pack is small, but its natural resources are affluent. Many people were trying to take it, including Blue Moon, but no one could trespass because of the rugged terrain. But three months ago, it belonged to Elias; what is more impressive, he readily took it in one night and renamed the land just now Blood Moon.

Corie says, rolling her eyes at me. “Roll those eyes at me again granddaughter and I’ll make sure you go back to the future without helping us.” I warn. She immediately clammed up, sealing her lips as if she were locking them with a key and then throwing said key over her shoulder. Women are strange. “The island we are going to is known as the Thrice Cursed Island so you need to be aware of your surroundings. We have never made landfall there, so we don’t know what we will find there. Since we found out that the Moon Goddess and witches are in fact real, we need to be prepared for anything.” William explains.

We bent to read the plaque. "Luna Jessica of the Blood Moon pack, the second of the pack to be Corrupted, victim of the Silver Hands." the plaque read. "Your mother," Mabel told me. She walked to a cabinet I hadn't noticed and got out a round, white rock. It was big enough to fit in the cup of her palms. "Moon rock," she told me. "Harnesses the light of the moon. It captures moonlight, and releases it when the user needs it."

"Thank you for the update, Mother. The Island was just a backup. We’ve already moved the primary server to the one place you can never reach." 𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗣𝗦 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻.