The Cursed Wolf And Luna's Fate Novels & Stories

Leora writhes about, tears streaming down her face. Instantly, I go down on my knees, clasping my hands together. "Please...please leave her alone." But my begging only seems to aggravate the wolf even more. It threw Leora into the lake and rushes at Hana, knocking her down. Blood pours out of Hana's head through an open wound, and my heart twists with guilt and agony. "No...no...no..." She can't be dead... she can't be.

I was on the edge of my seat, waiting anxiously for the secrets that had remained so well hidden to reveal themselves. "About three hundred years ago, the moon tied a werewolf to a witch with the red string of fate. Put that up, it's important." Annalise waited for the two nameless individuals to be represented, the words 'wolf' and 'witch' floating against the empty wall of the basement. "These two individuals were the first mated couple of differing species. It was considered blasphemy, and when the wolf refused to reject the witch, he was banished from the royal pack, and lost his position as heir to the throne. But no matter, they lived happily in human society. Their two children, howev

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

They have all heard and witnessed the stories of the young Alpha who seem to be an unstoppable killing machine when he loses control. The pack was definitely scared as it has been so long their Alpha has lost control, they were worried. It was definitely not easy capturing him and locking him up in the dungeon, it took a lot of silver bullets to do so. So imagine the pack's surprise to see their Luna, who has been pronounced dead for a month, run in the pack grounds looking for something or someone. Of course every wolf who saw her had to run along with her curious as to where she was heading to.

I have heard this story several times but it’s one of my favorites. “The blood red wolf is known to bring destruction and misfortune to it’s pack along with being the very reason their mate dies. You see, the blood red wolf is cursed. The last known cursed wolf was a Luna of a wolf pack in Europe. The Alpha was strong and powerful, but not strong enough to have a blood red wolf as a Luna. He died a tragic death and the pack went into chaos without their Alpha. Some went rogue while others fled to join other packs.” “How did the Alpha die mommy?”

I say quietly. “So tell us, what happened?” “The Luna came to my house this night to see me because of the poison from the well. When I assured her I was okay, she stood to take her leave and I offered to escort her back since her maid was not with her.” “How did you end up at the Franklin house?” An elder asks. “She suddenly changed direction and headed there.” “Why?” “I don’t know.” “So who attacked the Luna, then?” Muriel asks. “It was a wolf, a rogue wolf.” I say quietly. Everyone is silent from shock. “How did a rogue get into the pack again?” “What is the meaning of this?” “Are the guard-wolves doing their jobs?” Murmured questions arise from the elders. “Enough.” Asher says loudly, st

"You're mistaken! Hazel can't be dead! She was with us just four days ago!" The Seer looked calmly at the broken father. "Alpha Jaden, death does not change because you deny it." "Then how did she die?" Lyra asked when she came to, her voice hoarse like shattered glass. "She was fine. Why would she die?" "Her wolf was shattered by a dark curse," the Seer's words were a death sentence. "It's a curse that specifically targets the Luna bloodline. Once cast, the victim's wolf completely fades within days, until nothing is left."

"You said something to me once. About the ritual. About what happens to me once Theron's curse marks are gone." "I remember." "Is it true?" Seraphine closed her book slowly. "Sit. Please. This isn't a conversation for shouting across a garden." I sat, my whole body tense. "The curse doesn't simply vanish," she said. "It transfers. That's the nature of dark magic old enough to have roots. It doesn't disappear because you wish it away. It moves somewhere else." "Into me." "Into whoever channels it out of him." Her eyes were steady, almost gentle, which somehow made it worse. "You are not the first wolfless Luna this bloodline has used for that purpose, Chloe. You are simply the first one anyon

Hunter asked, making the wolf closed his eyes for a long time before speaking out again, "To be an alpha in exchange for us to give them information about um, the Luna," Hunter gritted his teeth as his nose looked like steaming out some smoke. The wolf looked at the ground with a defeated expression,"They told us that the Luna is an extraordinary being. They told us that if they get the Luna, I'll be an alpha and not only that, I'll be an immortal alpha by having the Luna's blood,"

Her voice was quiet, but it carried through the silence like a blade. “I was not born wolfless.” No one interrupted. No one dared. Mira turned back to Cassia, her gaze dropping to the silver eyes that did not belong to the woman wearing them. “The false Luna has my wolf.” The words settled over the corridor like a verdict. Cassia’s face twisted in anguish. Maera went perfectly still. Darius looked at Mira, and this time, he did not look away. Behind the sealed Moon Rite door, the trapped wolves began to howl again. ***