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Scarred Under Moonlight

Chapter 2 The Night of Scars

Word Count: 1410 | Released on: 21/10/2025

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nightmare that was never just a dream. Elora's urgency carried through the wooden

tight, her body trembling. For a moment she didn't know where she was still trapped beneath the phantom weig

to her like tar, h

top thinking

rks of light flared in the darkness behind her lids. She will

her voice cracked an

had been running for miles, her shoulders heavy as if she carried the weight of the w

pposed to be the beg

teenth b

r wolf wou

l she felt

young and old, preparing for the great Moon Ceremony. Tents were raised, fires kindled, offerings arranged before the sacred altar ston

smoldering fire. They clung to Aria as she moved,

girl who thinks

l. A female c

fragile. She doesn'

sneaking in last night dirty,

t warm blood beaded against her skin, a silent reminder of her pain. She kept

don't

ll neve

if they know the truth I'll be an

the air, smooth as silk and

er the sun, his back straight as though age had never bent him. But it was his e

said, his tone clipped.

murmured, bowing

voice dropped to a whisper, low

Cursed.

but she bit her tongue until she tasted blood. How dare he? How dare he utter such venom when he knew

swallowed the world. The pack gathered in the sacred clearing, circling the great stone altar at the cente

s rose, low and steady, weaving through the clearing like a living thing. Wolves knelt in unison, their v

lence without effort. His dark hair was streaked with silver now, his face weat

ter Aria will stand before the Moon Goddess. If she is found worthy, her w

heir? A female Alpha? Madness. Impossible. And yet none dared speak a

bt in their stares, the disgust in their curled lips, th

she was certain the Goddess herself could hear. She tilted her fa

e me. Do not let me fail. Not becau

less heartb

oat. Whispers rose arou

hen i

pain. The tr

ood boiled with divine energy. A scream tore from her throat, raw and pr

sharpened into fangs, and when she roared,

f had a

s not like

mer silver it glowed. Streaks of blinding white light laced through her coat

atu

ger

e," someon

er-look at

s cur

Goddess re

lsed through her veins, wild and defiant. For the first time, Aria felt whole. Powerful. Unstoppab

en she

t, burning brighter under the

hackles raised, every nerve screa

st night. Huma

gered back, pain lancing through her as the shift broke, her body tearing it

and cold. But it was nothing compa

her skin. It pulsed faintly, a living b

I expla

ey cast

r turn his

lready

pla

lashed across the c

e was carved from stone, his jaw clenched, his eyes colder than she had ever seen

ng into her flesh like brands. The whispers grew loud

heaved. She tried to speak but

rembled. W

The Moon Goddess remained silent. And her father's stare, h

so small. So broken

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S.A Rivers Werewolf

“She was never meant to be ordinary. From the moment she was born, every whisper of the wind and every flicker of the fire in her eyes foretold that she would be the first female Alpha in her pack's long history. A leader not only strong in body but unshakable in spirit. She grew up knowing that her path was destined to be great an Alpha who would lead her people with pride, protect her territory with honor, and carry the weight of her pack on her shoulders without faltering. She was strong. She was untouchable. She was unbroken. But destiny has a cruel way of testing the ones it favors most. On the night before her eighteenth birthday the sacred day when her wolf would finally awaken and her true power would rise her world was shattered beyond recognition. Under the pale glow of the moon, what should have been her moment of hope and transformation became a night of betrayal and violation. Scarred in both body and soul, she was torn apart by someone she thought was nothing more than a passing stranger, a mere human. A man whose face haunted her dreams and whose touch carved fire into her skin. But the truth is darker than she ever imagined. Her attacker was no ordinary human at all. He carried within him the blood of legends. He was the last heir of the royal Bloodline Pack a lineage older, stronger, and more feared than any other. His identity had been hidden by an ancient spell, a witch's craft woven so carefully that no wolf could scent what he truly was until the veil was lifted. And the veil was only meant to fall when the rightful heir was ready to claim his throne. That night, under the cursed moonlight, his secret was revealed. Now, bound to him by a fate she cannot escape, her scar is more than just a reminder of her pain. It is a mark of destiny, tying her to the one wolf she should hate most the Alpha Prince who broke her. But fate is crueler still, for her choice is not simple. She is hunted by enemies lurking in the shadows, packs hungry for blood, and secrets that threaten to consume everything she loves. The world around her teeters on the edge of chaos, and the burden of her choice grows heavier with every heartbeat. 🔥 If she rejects him, if she clings to her rage and allows her hatred to fester, she might break the bond. She might free herself from the mate who stole her innocence and scarred her under the moon. But the cost will be devastating. The packs will fracture. War will rise. And the ones she loves the ones she has sworn to protect will stand unshielded in the storm. 🔥 Yet if she surrenders, if she dares to yield to the bond she never asked for, she will be choosing the very wolf who destroyed her. To stand beside him as his mate, to embrace the Alpha Prince as her protector, means to accept the weight of his crown and his scars. It means sacrificing her revenge for the sake of safety, for the sake of the pack, for the sake of what she holds most dear. Under the moonlight, scars burn. They ache. They whisper of a night that should never have been. But love or revenge burns hotter. And in the end, she must decide which fire will consume her. Will she rise as the Alpha she was destined to be, or will fate's cruel hand twist her story into something darker? Only the moon knows. Only her heart can choose.”