Novel & Cerita Why Was Two Moons Tongue Cut Out

My soul, not just my emotions, ached from the rejection. "What made the Moon Goddess so ruthless?" I said to myself in a whisper. She paired me with someone who detested me, but why? Someone who thought I was just a dirty slave? The moonlight coming through the small window seemed to give a subtle glow to the crescent mark on my wrist. Wishing I could remove it, I rubbed it. I hastily cleaned my face as I heard footsteps echoing down the hallway. With a creak, the door opened, and two elderly people entered, their features obscured by darkness.

Secure. I pulled a knife from my belt, its silver edge catching the light. Rourke growled, low and deep, but I ignored him. The full moon was two nights away—I’d do it then, under its peak. I’d cut their throats, let their blood pool, and end this nightmare. I’d be human again. Free.

I covered my mouth and tears streamed down my cheeks. Aiden cut off my father’s head and put it on a spike at the gate for everyone to see. Oh, how cruel was the man the Moon Goddess mated me to. My voice couldn’t come out, but my tears couldn’t stop falling. “I told you not to look.” Zion said sounding annoyed. But I didn’t care what he thought of me.

“Maxton? Is something wrong?” He caught up to her, grabbing her arm. He pulled her into a secluded hollow. “Hey!” Mara protested. “What was that for?” “Were you going to tell me about the full moon festival tonight?” His voice shook with anger. Mara blinked. “It’s harmless. It won’t hurt you.” “Harmless?” Maxton snapped, pacing. “Yesterday the moon dragged memories out of me I didn’t even know I had. I thought only one person killed my mother, but I saw another. Someone else pulled the trigger. Someone orchestrated it.”

“Entire packs were destroyed. Families slaughtered each other. The world ran red with blood as the wolves lost themselves to their animal natures. All because my first child betrayed me.” “What did you do?” I asked, looking up. The moon hung there, full and bright in the sky. I had never known a time when the moon went missing. I hadn’t even heard of such a thing in recorded history, other than the nights of the new moon, when our wolves ran free and wild, but not murderous—because the moon was always there, even if it was briefly hidden. Slowly, she moved her white hair aside, revealing her left breast. There, right above her heart, was a scar like a bite mark in the pearlescent skin. It wa

, Jackson pointed to the two piles of books and scrolls with a brisk jerk of his chin, while hurriedly taking one pile himself. Shay walked over to grab one of the piles left on the table, accidentally knocking down an ancient scroll that unraveled slightly as it hit the floor. Bending down she picked the scroll up, noticing as she did so the image of two moons illuminating the sky and reflecting their perfect spheres over the surface of a crystal clear lake. Confused, she turned to the professor not quite looking at him, still fascinated with the thing in her hands. “The curse of the two moons…but that’s a bedtime story, why would they need this?” Shay blurted out.

That was a decision made by the Moon Howlers so as to always have a record of their writings… and their hand-writings so that the information provided by our elders would always be effective. I met the Moon Howlers today. After discussing matters regarding the wolves that have gone berserk, I got to know a bit more about our new Lord. He’s diligent and – What the fuck? Where is the rest of it? Squinting at the screen, I noticed that this page had been… torn. Why would they tear it? What did my parents write after this that the Moon Howlers didn’t want to be shown to us… to be known? Were they trying to hide something from us?

There is 99% that my understanding of what the moon goddess had hinted that it won't happen if I would cut off the source. Cutting off the source means either a means of stripping them off from their title, becoming a brand new rogue, or throwing them into prison so that they can spend the rest of their lives there. And another means of cutting off the source was to completely kill them off. An evil smile had appeared on my lips as my gaze darkened. There was no way that I would let them off after what they had done to my mate. However, the evil smile on my lips disappeared and blue veins started to throb on my neck and my forehead when I saw the scene had changed.

When he didn’t continue, she frowned. “Are you going to explain that or am I supposed to figure it out myself?” Kael rubbed the back of his neck. For some reason discussing Hollowfangs was easier than this conversation. “Mates are…” He paused. Nova smirked. “Wow. This is actually making you uncomfortable.” “It isn’t.” “It is.” “It isn’t.” “It really is.” Kael shot her a look. Unfortunately, she was smiling now. The traitor. Finally, he sighed. “Mates are two people connected by the Moon.”

The complication is removed. I hated that baby. Every time I looked at Charlie’s stomach, I saw him. I saw the mark of the man who took her from me. I saw a biological tether that would always pull her back to Bloodmoon. I couldn't kill it while it was inside her. The risk to Charlie was too high, and I need her alive. I need the Silverwood heir to legitimize my takeover. When Madilyn said her group wanted the brat, I was only too happy to make another deal with her.