Wolves Of Blood Moon Novels & Stories

Together? Heart hammering, I crouched behind a wooden storage shed, pressing my back against the rough boards. The voices grew clearer now, two men by the sound of it, though I didn’t recognize them. “She said tonight,” one hissed. “If we don’t move, she’ll hang us out to dry.” “And if we get caught?” The other shot back. “These wolves don’t play fair. You’ve seen what they can do.” “She promised protection. Money. Power. Doesn’t matter what they are. Humans have survived worse.”

Yelling echoed from outside, causing both of us to nervously look toward the window. “Yeah, the Blood Moon isn’t an omen,” she corrected, finding the text she was looking for and flipping through the pages. “It’s an event in itself. It’s what the Moon Goddess’s blessing is… bestowed, you could say. There are two wolves that are significant to the Blood Moon. The Goddess-blessed wolf and the wolf the legends call the Harbinger of Grace. The Harbinger is believed to carry the blessing from the Goddess herself. Giving the chosen wolf the strength to win the fight.”

Mayra asked me worriedly, sounding distressed and frustrated. “Everyone…. Listen to me and listen to me very carefully.” I mind-linked the whole pack. “Connect your wolf with the moon. Tonight is the blood moon night. The night gives a werewolf immense strength and heightened animal instincts if they get connected with the moon. Let your wolf go feral tonight. Let him deal with the enemies. All the poisoned wolves, let your wolf take control now.” I commanded all of them without any hesitation, my gaze still locked on the moon. I didn’t know from where this knowledge came, but I know that the blood moon will not let the poison affect their hearts if their wolves come forward to bask in the b

Like something deep beneath the foundation had started to wake, and it didn’t know whether to stretch or scream. I reached into my trunk and pulled out my satchel of ward tools: chalk, silver thread, salt-stone beads, and my notebook. This job was already messier than it looked. And it looked damn messy. But I was here now. Contract-bound. Fully paid. Ready to unravel whatever the hell kind of curse, seal, or secret was bleeding through the leyline web of this ancient vampire lair. I just hoped Lord Eternal Gloom would get around to introducing himself before something exploded. Again.

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.

Elena POV The chains around my wrists rattled with every jolt of the carriage. Iron cuffs bit into my skin, leaving bruises that would probably never fade. They weren’t silver, but I was still trapped. Shackled. The wooden floor shook beneath me as the horses dragged us closer to Crescent Blood Kingdom, the home of the quadruplet alphas. The kings. My throat tightened. Everyone whispered about them in fear, as if even saying their names might summon them. Four brothers born under the Blood Moon. Four alphas sharing one throne. Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence.

A bed that did not have four other people in it. I should have felt grateful. Mostly I just felt like I was standing in someone else's life. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the window. The moon was rising. Pale and wide. The Blood Moon Pack took its name from the red moon that came twice a year. On those nights the sky turned dark red and every wolf in the territory felt it in their blood. Tonight was not a blood moon. Tonight was just a regular moon. I was glad for that. I could not have handled anything more tonight.

Eyes the same molten gold. One of the dark wolves lunged. The gray wolf met it midair. The sound of their bodies colliding shook the night. Lena stumbled backward, breath coming in sharp, broken pulls. Her mind tried to reject what she was seeing, but her body— Her body knew. Knew the smell of fur and blood and earth. Knew the rhythm of snarls and snapping jaws. Knew him. A smaller wolf broke from the fight, racing straight for her. Terror locked her in place.

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***** A week later. It was the night of the blood moon and before that many things had been happening, pups had been mysteriously disappearing, dead carcass of wolf were appearing and they have two things in common, they were drained of every drop of their blood and a moon was drawn on their skin and coloured red with their blood. The warriors had been training in their human form, they had ammunition, silver, silver bullets, wolf bane, meeting other packs brought some help as well. Scarlett stood by the widow and watched as the sky darkened and the moon turned red.