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Scarred Under Moonlight

Chapter 3 Whispers of Shame

Word Count: 1496 | Released on: 21/10/2025

a swarm of insects, buzzing in her ears, biting int

e carry a hu

s would never bl

ed. She can'

h. Each whisper a k

ed against her. The heat of their stares pressed in from every side, suffocating

r fingers into a fist, nails slicing into her palm until blood welled, but still the glow remained. No ma

part. To bleed until the shame was gone. But the

there was

fath

his sides. His eyes those familiar storm-gray eyes that once looked upon

s she squealed with joy. This was not the gaze of the father who told her bedtime sto

he gaze of

not moved. His Alpha aura pressed against her c

re her entire pack, and admit that before her wolf even stirred awake, a shadow in the night

ongue shriveled. Her lip

lence cond

ened, his voice cutting

remony

most scornful, a few smug in their vindication. Murmurs rose like wild

not c

s cur

ng ruin if al

d, as though her presence defiled t

nd deeper than claws through flesh. Her wolf whimper

spered back in her

pack's voices crashed over her like waves; the next, her le

tongues. Through the corridors of the packhouse, through the endless stares of ser

ay tears Aria hadn't even realized

ce raw and broken. "Tell me the

e. But Elora had never lied to her, not once. And tonight, when the

d at last, her lip t

d, breaking into shards. She curled into herself, clutching her wrist against her chest as if hiding i

ed into sobs, wor

her own eyes. "Don't say that, Aria. Please don't. You'

my father..." Her throat constricted. A sob tore through her as she pressed her fists to her

ut no words of comfort could

e pack had

rd them. Their voices carried on

aughter is mar

heir to Si

exiled before s

other blade twis

oison, but Aria caught her wrist, her grip surprising

hear it. I dese

ow and defiant, but powerless

ting into her palms until they drew blood.

r slamm

pressing against her skin until her breath hitched. Even Elora, fierce and loyal, flinched u

rdered, his voic

ation flickering in her eyes.

ve.

t. Elora's lip trembled, but she obeyed, casting

ollowed was suffoc

daughter. His jaw was a line of stone, his shoulders r

ble sharp as a blade, "you

him with the only word that had alw

call m

ced deeper th

est hollowed. The man who had raised her, trained her, loved

ice cut deeper than the

demanded again, his ton

beg him to believe her. To protect her. But when she

t sounding weak? Without sounding defiled? Would he believe she fought

e shook her head, her voice

d to steel. With a sharp turn, he strode to the

Alpha." His voice was thunder, mercile

rt. The words left her s

d the silence left behind

t until her nails drew blood. She sobbed into the emptiness, he

What sin did I commi

, sharper now, spreading th

a looked at her? Like she

she i

d explain

rough the corridors, c

er heart breaking. Tears streamed silently down her cheeks. She wanted to rush in, to

would n

apart piece by piece

truth cam

Chapter End

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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.”