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Moon Blind

Moon Blind

Author: TataMic
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Chapter 1 Slave

Word Count: 1290    |    Released on: 22/11/2024

yn's a

! Run and don

wolves. But foolish as I was, I didn't listen. Her pain-filled cries pierc

istake of

ched into my memory, feeding off

still

, unable to move as the world collapsed around me. Not even the people running past could shake me from the n

choed, unleashing a surge of energy I never knew I possessed.

too. The lycans attacking our village fell to the ground, clutching their ears in vain. Their ears bled, and

d debris, a figure emerged

at first, a decisio

altor , the Lycan King and Alpha, the most brutal ruler to eve

onto mine, trapping me in a trance. I kept screaming, but it felt like my voice was underwater. Thane approac

t was nothing

in a dungeon owned by the Lycan King. From that day f

ago. I was ten then;

am still blind, still a

omething that cou

sure of it," my wolf

wolf came to me when I turned fifteen, and in all thes

cursed were-witch, unable to shift or perform magic. To them, I am a u

he only person who knows this is my mate, Alpha King Thane Valtor .

lirt, she acts irrationally, especially when we're near Thane. I've had to fight her countless times to suppress the primal instinct to clai

ng and cheering like barbarians. I carry a cane in my hand as a guide, though in truth, I can see them al

g in my stomach. This has never happened before. My heart pounds as I take slow

s dark eyes locked onto me, intense and unsettling. His face was chiseled, with sharp angles that made him loo

ength. The scent of wolfsbane, pine, and spices surrounded him, drawing me in. His dark eyes seemed to

uggle to keep her under control, but it feels like a losing battle. The scent of wolfsbane, pin

m," my wolf shrieks in

ignore her. "Control your

s, her voice ech

t, and the realization hits me like a ton of bricks.

" I stammer, my vo

ne's voice cuts through the tension, a low grow

ind racing, searching

wn?" he repeats, his t

d out a year ago," I mumble, keeping

he room erupts in chaos as the other lycans rise to th

, sire. It's my fault. I'll reject you right now. I, Emberlyn Nyktoria , slave

nst my cheek, leaving my head spinning, ears ri

her stinging slap lands on my face, forcing me to the hard ston

ns my blindness. Thane continues his tirade, but his words are lost to me as I writhe

echoes in the room. Another merciless kick follows, causing blood to gush from my

y hair, twisting and pulling it to force my gaze into his eyes.

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