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Scarred Under Moonlight

Chapter 4 Two Lines of Fate

Word Count: 1425 | Released on: 21/10/2025

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om pressing in on her like a cage. Her gaze never left the seared mark on her wrist. It pulsed

scrape it away, to draw blood until nothing remained but torn flesh. Ye

r tears burning behind her eyes. My father's pride. My pack's respe

had been taken. She wanted to scream until her throat bled. She wanted to howl to the Goddess, demanding to

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ey had ever been in the crowd. Each word dug into he

olf the spirit that was supposed to be her strength felt uncerta

me the

gh her stomach like fire, rising and falling in violent waves. Aria doubled over, clutching her ab

that scorched her throat and tears that streamed freely down her chee

came in r

n, as she collapsed onto the floor. Her body re

its frame. Then came th

e when she saw her best friend sprawled on the gro

pressing a trembling hand to Aria's forehead. Heat radiated aga

wrist hard enough to leave marks. Her eyes were wild, desperate. H

s, torn between duty and loyalty. Every instinct screamed at her

ering, "Then let me fetch something for yo

ing, the sick

ore. Her skin had taken on a sickly pallor, her lips cracked fro

ce. She pressed a hand to Aria's forehead again, whisperin

Aria croaked, her

into her satchel. She pulled out a small strip of

ered, her voice low, as though afraid the walls themselves might over

ords slammed into

sharp, shaking her head violent

d with pity. "Aria, p

beaded at her temples, her breath catching in her throat. Her enti

. Red bloomed across green. The paper

stretched in

rch on the wall was like thunder. The air itself s

hter with each second. Her hands trembled in her lap. She

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h shattered

h, trembling violently. "No, no, no.

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as pr

, louder and louder, until i

. The child of the str

soaking the pillow beneath her. Her body shook a

ddess who had once been her light. "Wh

e her friend, wrapping trembling arms around her. "Aria, breath

nd broken. "My father will kill me. The pack will exile me. Elo

ence in the storm. Its voice was faint but insistent.

n her entire world had already collapsed and an

them notice

ly ajar, the latch

the sharp intake of br

her hand clapped over her lips as her eyes widened with shock. Her puls

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supposed heir of Silverfan

's child no one even knew

owly, twisting int

shadow. Her father, Beta Lucas, had alw

you fight

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you be stro

in her chest. She had trained until her muscles screamed, but still

Goddess had handed her th

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e it-the way the Elders' faces would tighten in disgust, the way the whispers of the

? Aria w

would finally be dragged int

dor that led to the Elders' quarters. A place where whispers be

a breathless laugh,

ally, I can

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Scarred Under Moonlight

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.”