Fated By Blood And Moonlight

Fated By Blood And Moonlight

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Moon Remembers Everything The They said the moon was cruel. That she watched the world not with compassion, but with cold detachment, casting silver light upon the worst of sins and never once turning away. Elara had always believed that. From the moment she could walk, her life had been a chorus of slaps, silence, and shadow. She never knew a mother's touch or a father's embrace. Only fists. Only orders. Only fear. They called her cursed. A foundling. A mistake the Alpha never should've taken in. The silver crescent on her wrist? Proof she was wrong. Unclean. Marked by something unnatural. Each time she bled, they blamed the moon. Each time she cried, they silenced her. Each time she looked up at the sky, praying for the pain to end, the moon just stared back. Cold. Distant. Unfeeling. Until the night everything changed. Until the night the Lycan King came. He arrived with storms in his eyes and blood on his scent. And when his gaze found hers-broken, chained, and kneeling in dirt-the moonlight did something it never had before. It warmed. It pulsed. And Kael Thorne, the terror of the realm, uttered one word that shattered her world: "Mine." ----

Fated By Blood And Moonlight Chapter 1 The Girl in the Shadows

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Crimson Hollow Pack – One Week Before the Full Moon

The cold bit through Elara's threadbare dress as the wind howled between the crooked wooden cabins of Crimson Hollow. Her bare feet were numb, pressed into the hard, frozen earth. Behind her, the packhouse glowed with warmth and laughter-none of it meant for her.

She pulled her thin shawl tighter around her shoulders, her arms trembling. Not from the cold, but from the sharp, fresh sting of the whip that had lashed her back only an hour ago.

She hadn't bowed low enough to Luna Cressa. Again.

The pain didn't shock her anymore. It was expected. Predictable.

At eighteen, Elara had mastered the art of moving quietly, of becoming invisible, of swallowing down screams until they curdled inside her. She had no family, no friends. Just the silver crescent birthmark on her inner wrist-a soft, glimmering curve that pulsed faintly beneath her skin.

It had appeared the night she was found near the riverbank as a baby-alone, wailing beneath the full moon. The pack had taken her in only because the former Alpha had a rare moment of compassion. But compassion had long since died with him, and so had any shred of mercy toward the orphan girl with the strange mark.

The pack believed it was a curse.

Some whispered she was a child of darkness, born of rogue blood or worse-an omen that had brought bad luck and barren seasons. Others just saw her as convenient labor. She cleaned. She cooked. She kept to the shadows.

And when they needed someone to hurt, she was there too.

"Girl!" a voice barked behind her. She stiffened.

It was Garrick, the Beta's son-bulky, cruel, and bored.

She turned slowly, head bowed. "Yes?"

"Luna Cressa wants you in the kitchen. And be quick about it. She says if the Lycan King sees dirt on the tables during the Moon Ceremony, she'll have your hide."

Her heart jumped.

The Lycan King?

She'd heard rumors. The King of all Lycans was visiting their territory for the first time in decades. Kael Thorne. A monster wrapped in skin. A ruler so powerful he could shift with a thought and command entire armies with a snarl.

"Move it," Garrick spat, shoving her toward the house.

She stumbled forward, catching herself just before her knees hit the ground. The faint snickers of nearby wolves echoed in her ears.

Elara entered the packhouse, the warmth slamming into her like a cruel joke. She ignored the stares, the whispers, the way the pups watched her like she wasn't even human. She was a ghost here. A shadow that cleaned up messes and then disappeared.

As she scrubbed the wooden counters in the kitchen, the scent of roasting meat and herbs made her stomach twist. She hadn't eaten all day. They hadn't let her. They said she didn't deserve to eat until her work was done.

Hours passed. Her hands turned raw from scouring pots, her back ached, and her eyes blurred from exhaustion. Still, she kept working.

And then she heard it. Hooves. Boots. The ground itself seemed to hush.

They had arrived.

The Lycan King and his warriors.

Even the air shifted.

Panic filled the house. Wolves ran back and forth. Trays were dropped. Orders were barked. No one wanted to be the reason the King grew angry.

Elara ducked behind the open pantry door, trying to stay invisible.

She peeked out-just once.

And saw him.

Kael Thorne.

He entered like a storm. Dressed in black with silver lining his shoulders, a dark cloak sweeping behind him. He moved with terrifying grace, like a predator who knew exactly how powerful he was.

His face was sharp, all edges and control, with dark hair swept back and eyes like frozen steel. His warriors flanked him, but no one dared walk beside him. Not even the Alphas of nearby packs.

And then, for a single moment, those eyes flicked in her direction.

Her breath caught.

His nostrils flared.

And in the blink of an eye-he was gone, already turning down the hall, Luna Cressa simpering at his side.

She sank back, heart pounding.

What had that been?

Surely... he hadn't noticed her.

Surely not.

That night, she was sent to the cellar-her usual sleeping place. A mat on the ground. No blanket. Just cold stone walls and her thoughts.

She stared at the ceiling, her hands tucked beneath her chin.

Tomorrow was the full moon.

And she'd heard Luna Cressa whispering earlier.

"We'll do it after the ceremony. Quiet. No fuss. One little dose of wolfsbane in her tea, and no one will question a thing. Not even the King."

Elara wasn't supposed to hear.

But she had.

She was going to die tomorrow.

And no one would stop it.

No one would care.

She turned her face into the mat to muffle the sound as her body shook-not from cold this time, but from fear.

She didn't want to die.

But she'd been dying every day for years, hadn't she?

And maybe the moon really was cruel.

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“Moon Remembers Everything The They said the moon was cruel. That she watched the world not with compassion, but with cold detachment, casting silver light upon the worst of sins and never once turning away. Elara had always believed that. From the moment she could walk, her life had been a chorus of slaps, silence, and shadow. She never knew a mother's touch or a father's embrace. Only fists. Only orders. Only fear. They called her cursed. A foundling. A mistake the Alpha never should've taken in. The silver crescent on her wrist? Proof she was wrong. Unclean. Marked by something unnatural. Each time she bled, they blamed the moon. Each time she cried, they silenced her. Each time she looked up at the sky, praying for the pain to end, the moon just stared back. Cold. Distant. Unfeeling. Until the night everything changed. Until the night the Lycan King came. He arrived with storms in his eyes and blood on his scent. And when his gaze found hers-broken, chained, and kneeling in dirt-the moonlight did something it never had before. It warmed. It pulsed. And Kael Thorne, the terror of the realm, uttered one word that shattered her world: "Mine." ----”
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Chapter 1 The Girl in the Shadows

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Chapter 2 Marked for Death

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Chapter 3 The Arrival of the Beast

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Chapter 4 The Lycan's Kingdom

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Chapter 5 Whispers and Warnings

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Chapter 6 Blood on the Moon

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Chapter 7 The Shadows Beneath

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Chapter 8 A Kingdom of Lies

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Chapter 9 Oaths and Bloodlines

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Chapter 10 The Eclipse Begins

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Chapter 11 Ashes of the Crown

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Chapter 12 The Queen Who Burns

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Chapter 13 Queen of Ash and Flame

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Chapter 14 The Enemy in Her Blood

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Chapter 15 Temple of Ash and Echoes

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Chapter 16 The Fall and Rise of Shadows

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Chapter 17 Crown of Smoke and Vengeance

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Chapter 18 Hearts of Fire, Hearts of Stone

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Chapter 19 Ashes Beneath the Throne

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Chapter 20 The Crown That Bleeds Fire

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