The Scorch Trials Novels & Stories

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

He stared into my soul as if he wanted to say something else but then stopped himself from saying anything further, "The challenge consists of two parts: the Moon Trial and the Sun Trial. The Moon Trial is a test of strength, speed, and endurance, where the Alphas and Lunas have to race across the land under the full moon, facing various obstacles and enemies along the way. The first ten Alphas to reach the finish line will qualify for the second part of the challenge. " He said.

I felt proud. When we reached the stage, Favian’s grip on my hand tightened, and he led me up the steps. The murmurs grew louder, and I knew that they were all surprised. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the warmth of belonging until this moment. The Moonbeam Pack had rejected me, but here I was, about to be introduced as the Luna of one of the most powerful packs in the region. The master of ceremonies, a dignified older man with a voice that echoed through the hall, stepped forward.

Screams and shrieks scattered around and I fell back immediately in an attempt to save myself from the flames. The weird sisters who were still in the form of the Mother demon screamed the loudest because it had lit up in flames. They screamed and thrashed around and I had to roll away from them. She landed on my car next and the vehicle went up in flames. Suddenly, the Mother demon went up in the sky and escaped at a speed that I was not expecting. What was left of her children from the burning flames went after her, hoping to escape the flames. I was still on the floor when warm hands grabbed me. I looked up to see Selene looking down at me.

These flickers of humanity he'd thought burned away. "The trials will fix that," he said finally. "Will they? Or will they reveal that some things can't be carved away, only buried?" Serena's smile was knowing. "I suppose we'll find out." The Screaming Peaks rose before them like broken teeth against the sky. Somewhere in their frozen heights waited the Sanctum of Sorrows and the trials that would complete his transformation (or destroy him entirely).

* "*—there will be no negotiation. No treaty. Only FIRE. Until nothing remains but ash.*" Luna pulled her hands back. Gasping. The connection severed. The Scorchmark went dark. But the heat lingered. As did her father's words. *Save both.* *Or watch everything burn.* Luna stood. Turned. Found Orion, Rhea, Scar, and Seris staring. They had heard nothing. Seen only Luna kneeling on black glass, glowing with demonic light. "What happened?" Orion demanded. Luna looked at him. At his beloved face. At the tether connecting them.

“So be it.” The torches hissed as wind passed through the courtyard, carrying with it the scent of steel and fury. The Trial had begun.

Lyra’s blood turned cold when the title revealed itself: MOON TRIAL Her throat tightened. She had heard the phrase before. Not in official conversation. In whispers. In warnings meant to frighten pups. Lyra’s voice came out low. “That’s real.” Tobias didn’t look at her. “It’s always been real.” Lyra forced herself to read. The scroll described a ritual performed by elders against wolves labeled “rare,” “unstable,” or “prophecy-touched.” It claimed the trial was designed to confirm loyalty and measure control.

I said, my voice echoing with a resonance that wasn't entirely mine, "I’m done being discussed as if I’m a piece of furniture, if the mountain wants to judge me, let it." The Trials were located in the "Lung of the Maw," a vertical shaft that dropped miles into the earth, there was no elevator, no stairs, there was only a bridge of solid shadow that appeared only for those the mountain accepted. Koran walked me to the edge of the abyss, the wind howling up from the depths smelled of salt and ancient ozone. "You don't have to do this, Vesper," he murmured, his hand lingering on my waist, "I can hold the Council off, I can fight Kaelen at the gates."

Scent filled the clearing—rich and copper-sweet and absolutely mouthwatering. I ate until my stomach ached. Honey-mead warmed my chest, spreading pleasant heat through my limbs that made everything soft around the edges. Kael and Rhiannon ate first, as was proper. Strong. Alive. Together. Fear's grip loosened another degree. Maybe we really had made it through the worst. Maybe the nightmares were finally over, and we could build something lasting from the ashes. The Trials of the Moon started while I was still licking grease from my fingers. Sparring circles erupted with cheers as warriors tested themselves against visiting pack members. Blades clashed. Wolves partially shifted, letting claw