Orange Lantern Oath Novels & Stories

“And if that flame ever returned in another, reborn, not resurrected, we would fall silent until the world was ready.” Kael stepped back. He knew these words. He had heard them in Elara’s voice, once, in her final war council. But he hadn’t known they were literal. He looked to Oren. “You’ve been bound by this vow for… how long?” Oren opened his mouth. No sound came. Instead, he pulled back his collar, revealing a scar carved across his throat in the shape of the crescent rune. Not a wound. A seal. Kael’s breath caught.

Orie said as he stood up "...is that sometimes, we are required to make declarations before we take action" "This is so that whoever is making a move against us is given the chance to back out" "But if they do not take heed, we shall fulfill the declaration without fail" "You've heard al the words in the declaration I just made" he said as he put his hands together and caused all the chains to shatter "Do you still want to go against me?"

I reverted back to Oscala, I bit my finger, drew blood and stamped on the document. Oscala stepped down a stair and held document up above his head. “By the power rested in me as the priest of the goddess I bind this oath made in blood with the power of the goddess. Everyone and their descendants, every people being represented today, shall spend their lives protecting this unity. They cannot break from it unless the goddess will it so and anyone who goes against the will of this oath will suffer the wrath of the goddess.” Everyone bowed to accept the proclamation. Oscala put it down, packaged it well and he left first to keep it in the temple of the goddess. I ordered for the celebration to

I swallow hard. “Do you swear to be honest and true to your Alpha? To be fair and just to your people? And above all else, put the pack’s welfare about your own?” “I do.” Orrin hands Lorcan a small dagger, which he uses to prick his thumb. He then holds it over an intricate bowl filled with water. His blood drips inside, turning the water red. Lorcan then takes my hand and pricks my thumb. I gasp quietly but say nothing as he holds my hand over the bowl, letting my blood mix with his.

He tried to scream my name but only blood came out. I leaned close so the last thing he ever saw was my face. “My name is Lyra of Blue Moon,” I whispered, “and you just drank my father’s blood.” He hit the table face-first. Dead before he stopped twitching. I didn’t feel better. I felt hollow. Orlan was second because I owed him the truth. He was in his study, candle low, writing letters he’d never send. He didn’t look surprised when I stepped from the shadows. “You kept the oath as long as you could,” I said, repeating his words from weeks ago.

The feeling was exhilarating, my blood pumped loud in my veins. “Welcome to the Annual Lunas Tournament, held for centuries to test the strength, spirit, wisdom, and heart of our Lunas. This year will be slightly different, we bring back the old ways. For a start a blood oath will be done to make sure each participant doesn't cheat.” Alpha Thorton said with so much authority backing us and facing the crowd. Our eyes jerked open. The blood oath is extremely powerful, it's binding by blood and there's no way around it.

It curled it's hand up in a fist, dug it's nails through and let blood drop. Andreas exhaled, knowing what it was doing. "The oath of a demon is maintained by the earth so it has no escape whatsoever, therefore, i hereby pledge my allegiance to you and the king-" Nick's eyes widened. Anthony's mouth fell open. Was this really happening? "-I, Klitanis Odevan, hereby decree that from this day forth, my words and blood, will be forever loyal to Eleanor Starr and King Andreas Louise Montrier." Before Eleanor's eyes, a small part of the earth opened and licked up it's blood. What just happened?

“…that from this night forward, my loyalty belongs to SilverShade Pack.” The torches crackled in the silence. “I swear to protect this pack, serve this pack, and never betray it.” The crowd watched her like hawks. “If I break this oath…” She paused only for a breath. “…I accept death as my punishment.” The square fell silent. Elder Markus began speaking, reciting the ancient words of the Luna oath. His voice echoed through the square. “From this day forth, before the full moon and the witnesses of SilverShade…”

My smile widened. Joran slammed his hand on the table. “Mind your tone, girl. You are passing your boundary.” His erratic breath echoed with his high timbre. I leaned forward slightly, lowering my voice. “I mind my integrity. My tone follows it.” Dante choked back a laugh. He didn’t conceal the mocking smile on his face. The elders exchanged irritated glances, regrouping like angry pigeons. Theodore straightened suddenly, voice dripping with the thrill of a trap. “A true Luna knows the old oath of wolves. Recite it.”

"As I was saying, the oracle is going to administer the oath and the winner will take the girl, Tessa Black and be the next alpha after my retirement. Let's all enjoy and behave," he finished with a dry smile that no one fared return. The oracle then walked to the front and spoke," may the two walk forward." He had such a strong voice for such an old man. Jared and I walked out and the oracle produced a bowl and his assistant gave him water. He gave the bowl to the man beside him and poured a bit of the water in it. "This is the sacred water from the sacred river of the pack. Whatever is said after taking it, is binding and can't be broken.