Novel & Cerita The Half Blood Luna By The Black Daisy

"And what about what I will be needing for my part of the plan that we have been planning since?" Daisy rolled her eyes like she was annoyed at being asked about something she had already taken care of, but she stretched out one of her palms toward Lynn. Then she whispered some magic words under her breath, and suddenly a large bowl made of clear crystal appeared in her hand. Inside the crystal bowl was water that looked red and dark, almost like it was mixed with blood.

“My name is Alora Darian. First and only child of the Alpha of the Crimson Order Pack, I am The Moon’s curse and the Alpha’s fate. On the eleventh night of the seventh moon, in the eighteenth year, beneath the blood moon, the dormant blood shall awaken. The true Luna shall take her first form, and the howl of her becoming shall echo through the veil. She dreams now, unaware…but the moon remembers.” Alora’s POV

Dorian and Selene exchanged glances. “This feels like a trap,” Selene said. “Everything feels like a trap lately.” Dorian moved toward the door. “Fine. Council meeting first, then we deal with Thalia. Selene, get dressed. You’re coming.” “I’m not Luna yet” “You completed the Mirror Bond. You fought in the battle. You absorbed corruption magic to save my life.” His eyes held hers. “You’re Luna. Own it.” The words from the feast, thrown back at her.

“I just need to survive.” Her mother pulled her into a hug, trembling. “You’re stronger than you think. Don’t let them break you, my child.” The door creaked open. Beta Hale, her father, stood at the threshold, his face grim. “They’re waiting,” he said quietly. “It’s time.” Ariana took one last breath, steadying herself. The scent of lavender and rain filled her lungs — the last familiar thing she would have before her world changed forever. The BloodMoon Hall was vast and ancient, its walls carved with runes older than the pack itself. Torches burned blue fire along the stone pillars, casting strange shadows on the floor. At the far end, beneath the grand crest of the Moon Goddess, stood Al

"I will find her! And I will beg her until she forgives me!" Just then, a wolf in charge of scouting rushed in. "Alpha Chase! There's news of Daisy!" Chase immediately jumped to his feet. "Spit it out!" "We heard rumors… Rumors have it that the two elusive twins of Snowlight Pack have found their fated mate." Chase felt his heart thumping in his chest. "What… What's the name of their Luna?" he asked in a shaky voice. The scout gulped and answered timidly. "We heard that her name is… Daisy Whiteclaw."

The runes on his metal limb turned a blinding, violent purple. "Kaelen, no!" Seraphina screamed, her heart stopping. "Watch, Seraphina!" Kaelen shrieked. "Watch the light go out!" He unleashed a beam of concentrated void energy, a spear of nothingness aimed directly at his own daughter. "Luna!" Leo cried out, sprinting toward his sister. But Luna didn't flinch. She stood her ground, her eyes turning a solid, glowing white. "The moon does not fear the night," she said, her voice echoing with a thousand ancestors.

All connected through a girl who was never supposed to have a mate and an Alpha who never wanted one. Shane is the first to see us. He looks at my neck. At Liam's neck. At the golden light still fading from our skin. "FINALLY!" he shouts loud enough to wake the entire packhouse. "EVERYBODY GET UP! THE LUNA IS HOME!" The door slams open. Caleb stumbles out first. Hair sticking up. Eyes half closed. Then Theo. Then Miles. Then Vanessa. Then the entire pack pouring onto the porch. Diane bursts into tears the moment she sees the mark on my neck.

On the eighth day, scouts reported that Liesel's army had entered the Black Forest. They were moving faster than expected, driven by hunger and rage and the dark magic that animated them. Their numbers had grown to nearly a thousand, a writhing mass of corrupted half-bloods who no longer remembered their names or their families or their lives. They were just creatures now, beasts with empty eyes and dripping fangs, following Liesel's commands because they could not do anything else. Elif gathered her army in the meadow. Five hundred half-bloods, scarred and weary and terrified. But they stood tall, their chins lifted, their eyes bright. They were ready.

The blood moon had reached it's apex, I was running as fast as my barren feet would take me. A deep guttural voice was taunting me through the foggy air. "Run run run as fast as you can.." followed by a taunting laughter. This sick son of a bitch I thought to myself. Niklaus was a sick character, he enjoyed the chase. It was like a drug for him. But I was done being his play thing, he wasn't going to be his prisoner anymore. I looked back to see if he was behind me. I felt my foot find a hole sending me lurching forward towards the ground. The snap in my ankle filled the night air around me. Damn it, just my luck I thought. Even though I was a wolf, it would still take time to heal this kind