O Swear Not By The Moon Novels & Stories

"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.

She opened her mouth. The world trembled again. We formed a circle—Reya, Sebastian, Tristan—and the twins at the center. Blood Moon overhead. “Tonight,” Reya said, voice flat as iron, “war begins.” We clasped hands. Three hearts. Three promises. And beneath us, the ground rumbled.

Warriors drop to their knees in instinctive reverence, their shadows dancing all over the training grounds. Leah draws a breath and tilts her head back, letting out a howl sharp and fierce. The pack answers in one unstoppable wave, the sound shaking the night sky. For the first time in months, it doesn’t feel like we’re clawing at the edge of ruin, we are the storm. And under the full moon, with every soul bearing witness, I bind our promise to the world. We are Bloodmoon, we rise together. Always.

One thing I was sure of, the Moon Goddess would help protect us. “I, Harlow Blackmoore, swore to be honest and loyal to you forever. Protect you, comfort you, and give all the best in this world for you.” Harlow made his vow. “I, Alexa Dawson, swore to be honest and loyal to you forever. Guide you, comfort you, and give all the best in this world for you. I bore your mark until the day I held my last breath.” I made my vow. “By the power given to me by the Moon Goddess, I pronounced you husband and wife. You may kiss and mark your mate.” The elder’s voice rang soft yet clear across the yard.

“Alright but I'll have to come back tomorrow midnight. Right now, I have to deliver the lotus flower to the person who needs it the most. I will definitely come back here!” The moonlite stared at me hesitantly but asked, “Why if you don't come back?” “I will,” I said, “We from Crescent moon, never shrink responsibility or avoid punishment. I will keep to my word. If I don't then, may the moon goddess punish me in ten times fold” The moonlite eyes widened and he nodded after recovering himself. He knew it took a lot of guts for one from the Crescent moon to swear in the moon goddess's name so he had no choice than to believe me.

"What do I need to do to make you believe that I won't betray you?" "Do a blood oath. Swear in the name of your ancestors that you'll fulfill this promise of yours. If you do, then I'll consider believing you," I dared him. Doing a blood oath and swearing to his ancestor's name means that Claudius will be cursed by the Moon Goddess once he fails to fulfill his promise. He'll be damned and banished too. "Is that what you want?" He asked, but I couldn't speak. Claudius nodded his head slightly. Claudius took out a pocket knife and, without hesitation, cut his palm and swore while his eyes were darted at the full moon outside of the window.

He had brown hair with blue eyes. "I'll explain everything, but before I do, I have a request." "What is your request ?" Alpha Grey asked, confused. "I would like everyone to swear the moon goddess oath of secrecy". I put my request forward and I heard multiple gasps from the men in the room. The moon goddess oath of secrecy is an oath that was used centuries ago. It was used by werewolf warriors and generals to keep their location and war strategies secret from their enemies. Whoever swears the moon goddess oath can never break it. And anyone who breaks that oath suffers the riot of the goddess.

The Dark Alpha rubbed his hands together in anticipation of waiting for Owen’s Answer. I could see the look on Owen’s face that he was getting irritated. ‘Please Owen, don’t lose your temper with him, he is trying to goat you into making the first move… Don’t do it… Don’t do it!” I mentally begged. Checking the sky again I searched for the full moon, but nothing. What the hell??? Am I really going to have to fight Owen! I call bullshit Moon Goddess! “I guess you have never fought before you motherfucker. More fighting less talking…” Owen growled, slowly losing his patience.

He paused right beside me but didn’t speak. Just walked on. Once he was at the center of the room, he faced us. His voice rang out, smooth and cold. “This is no ordinary announcement.” A chill swept through the hall. Ordinary was cruel. This would be worse. “Our traditions, our faith in the lunar cycle, have guided us well. Now, the Dominion of Lupira has made us an offer, iron, weapons, sustenance. In exchange…” he paused, lips curling, “they ask for tribute.”

If the prince thought he was walking into a mountain full of obedient soldiers and a broken omega still on her knees, he was about to learn exactly how badly the Moon hated being called wrong. ---