All Chapters of HOW MY FATHER BECAME A WEREWOLF (THE UNKNOWN IS HIS FATHER): Chapter 31
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CHAPTER 31: THE HUNTED AND THE CHOSEN
THE HUNTED AND THE CHOSENEverything after Malachar vanished felt unreal too quiet, too still, as if the world was holding its breath after witnessing something it was never meant to see. Dust floated through the air. The walls still trembled. Blood stained the stone floor where warriors lay injured or unconscious. The shattered council doors hung loose, letting in cold night wind that howled through the hall like a warning.But nothing was louder than the silence that followed Malachar’s disappearance.No growls.No cries.Just fear thick enough to suffocate.Kai still held me, his breath unsteady against my hair as if letting go would mean losing me forever. My body trembled not from fear, but from the lingering power burning in my veins. The moon still pulsed through me. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, awake now, restless, watching.When Kai finally loosened his hold, it wasn’t because he wanted to it was because the others began to move.Eliana pushed herself off the stone pillar
CHAPTER 32: THE WOLF THAT DOESN’T BOW
THE WOLF THAT DOESN’T BOWThe night air was sharp, cold enough to sting lungs and wake instincts buried deep beneath skin and bone. The moon hung wide and merciless above the fortress, and beneath its light, everything felt strained every breath, every silent thought, every step echoing through halls thick with tension. War hadn’t arrived yet, but its shadow already lived here, walking the corridors like an uninvited king. Warriors trained until blood stained the earth and exhaustion blurred vision, because everyone knew those who hesitated would die first.Aria stood in the courtyard with her fingers pressed to the scar now etched across her spine, tracing the Moonborn mark that still pulsed with power she didn’t fully understand or trust. Her heartbeat moved differently now slower sometimes, faster others as if her physical body no longer ruled itself. Her wolf was awake, alert, listening. Not just a presence an equal. And with every hour she existed, she felt the shift between them
CHAPTER 33 – THE OATH OF FIRE AND BLOOD
THE OATH OF FIRE AND BLOODThe moon was at its highest point in the sky when Aria finally stepped out of the war room. Her hands were still trembling from the seals she had been forced to draw, from the ancient sigils carved into the table and around the walls symbols older than kingdoms, older than wolves, older than memory itself. The council had left in silence, their faces pale, their eyes hollow, as if the weight of what Aria had spoken had crushed something human inside them.She wasn’t sure if she had done the right thing.But the moment she felt Rowan’s presence at the end of the hallway, she knew there was no turning back.He stood waiting for her, shoulders tense, golden eyes sharp and watchful. His clothes still smelled of training grounds smoke and steel. His jaw tightened when he saw her expression.“It’s done,” Aria whispered.Rowan stepped forward, searching her face. “And the council agrees?”Aria nodded slowly. “They don’t agree. They’re afraid. But fear forces obedi
CHAPTER 34: THE BLOODMOON VEIL
THE BLOODMOON VEILThe night was too quiet after the battle, the kind of silence that pressed against the skin and whispered warnings the mind wasn’t ready to hear. Smoke still lingered in the courtyard where bodies both shadow and flesh had fallen hours before. The moon, still red from Malachar’s declaration, hung unnaturally low, watching everything like an ancient eye. It made the world feel smaller, closer, trapped.Aria stood alone near the shattered outer gate, her cloak brushing against broken stone as she stared up at the sky. She didn’t know how long she had been standing there. Time had dissolved into a thick fog ever since her mother’s words carved themselves into her skull:You are the throne.She had fought, bled, awakened power she didn’t understand and all this time she’d believed Malachar wanted her dead. But now she understood something far worse:He wanted her alive.Wanted her beside him.Wanted her claimed.Rowan found her first. She sensed him before she heard him
CHAPTER 35: THE EDGE OF BLOOD AND SHADOW
THE EDGE OF BLOOD AND SHADOWThe Bloodmoon hung low over the citadel, its red light spilling across the shattered courtyard like molten fire. The air was thick with smoke and ash, the acrid scent of war clinging to every stone, every blade, every wolf that remained standing. Aria’s boots struck the cold stone with a hollow sound as she ran through the ruins, her cloak flaring behind her like a dark banner. She didn’t know how long she had been running, how long the red light had burned in her eyes, but every second, every heartbeat, reminded her of the truth she could not ignore: Malachar was coming, and he would not stop until she was claimed.Her hands shook, not from exhaustion, but from the weight of what she now carried. The Bloodmoon Veil had begun. The rites her father had whispered about, the warnings her mother had feared, the ancient prophecies they were all converging tonight. Aria’s mark burned along her spine, flaring with power she still did not fully understand, and th
CHAPTER 36: THE HUNT OF SHADOW AND MOON
THE HUNT OF SHADOW AND MOONThe forest breathed around them, alive with the scent of predator and prey, blood and fear. The moon hung swollen and crimson above the treetops, casting long, distorted shadows over the ground, shadows that seemed to move with a will of their own. Aria’s senses were on fire. Every sound, every movement, every vibration of the earth beneath her paws reached her simultaneously, amplified and precise, as if the very forest were whispering secrets of life and death.Rowan ran beside her, muscles coiling and stretching with each leap. In his golden eyes, the wolf shone brighter than the moon, a fierce aura of loyalty and protection. Their pack had dwindled, their allies scattered, but tonight it mattered less. Tonight, only the hunt remained. And the prey was Malachar.Lucian followed closely behind, his presence colder, sharper, but no less protective. The alpha energy radiating from him was different from Rowan’s precise, measured, controlled. He was a strat
CHAPTER 37: THE MOON THAT DEMANDS BLOOD
THE MOON THAT DEMANDS BLOODThe night had teeth.Aria felt it the moment she stepped out of the ruined hall, Rowan close behind her, his scent sharp with fury and something darker fear wrapped in the pride he never let slip. The wind carried the metallic tang of blood and the heavy breath of something hunting them. Something old. Something awakened.The Moon.Not the gentle silver disc that once guided her shifts. No this was the Blood Moon rising early, forcing its crimson haze across the trees as if tearing the sky open just to watch her bleed.“Don’t look at it too long,” Rowan warned, voice low, almost a growl. “It pulls stronger on you than the rest of us.”She knew he was right. Ever since the night she’d absorbed Lucian’s moon-bond, the lunar pull clawed harder at her veins. Her wolf surged beneath her skin now, restless, pacing, snarling, wanting out.Not yet, she told it.Her wolf didn’t answer but it listened.For now.Rowan caught her wrist, pulling her behind a fallen tre
CHAPTER 38 : THE WOLVES WHO BLEED FOR THE MOON
THE WOLVES WHO BLEED FOR THE MOONThe world split open with teeth.Aria hit the ground mid-shift, her wolf bursting out of her in a blast of gold-white moonfire. Her paws skidded through torn earth as the forest erupted into a battlefield living wolves against the dead.Her pack slammed into the Graveborn with raw fury. Snarls, claws, bone snapping, the wet sound of flesh tearing. Rowan, now in wolf form, met the charge head-on, striking like a bolt of midnight lightning. His jaws latched onto the throat of a Graveborn beta, ripping through dead sinew that refused to bleed.The creature didn’t fall.It just turned its head, white eyes glowing, and lunged again.Aria saw it too late.Golden rage exploded inside her. She launched herself at the corpse-wolf, slamming into it with enough force to crack the ground beneath them. Her claws burned bright as she tore through its spine this time releasing a burst of moonfire that reduced it to ash.Her power hit the battlefield like a shockwa
CHAPTER 39: THE KING WHO SHOULD NEVER RISE
THE KING WHO SHOULD NEVER RISEThe ground trembled beneath Aria’s paws not from the Graveborn bowing, not from Lucian’s overwhelming presence, but from Rowan.His body convulsed violently where he had fallen, limbs twisting, bones cracking in sickening rhythm. Aria stumbled toward him, still in her blazing Moonborn form, but Lucian’s arm shot out lazily, blocking her path with a wall of shimmering force.“Touch him now,” Lucian said quietly, “and you may kill him.”Aria snarled, her glow flaring, but Lucian didn’t budge. His eyes never left Rowan’s trembling form.“You see?” Lucian said. “The Moonbond between you, the one he tried so hard to deny, has awakened. And now it’s consuming him.”Rowan’s back arched violently, his scream ripping through the clearing human, wolf, and something else layered beneath. His skin glowed faintly at first, then brighter, crawling upward like liquid gold veining through his blood.“No,” Aria cried. Her voice cracked, sounding more dragon than wolf. “R
CHAPTER 40: THE WOLF THAT FORGOT HER NAME
THE WOLF THAT FORGOT HER NAMERowan lunged.Not the Rowan she knew. Not the Alpha who held her as if she were the last breath in his lungs. Not the man who kissed her like he was praying.This Rowan was made of moonfire and ruin, a creature sculpted for killing. His wings ethereal, silver, and burning with ancient runes ripped the air as he launched forward with a speed that cracked the ground beneath him.Aria barely dodged.He slammed past her, skidding through the dirt and leaving a burning trail as his claws dug trenches into the earth. When he turned, the night shook with the force of his snarl.Her heart shattered.“Rowan,” she whispered, stepping back but refusing to run. “It’s me.”He didn’t blink.Didn’t hesitate.He charged again.She dodged only at the last second, flipping backward as his claws tore through the space where her chest had been a heartbeat earlier. The force of his attack uprooted a tree behind her, splintering it in half.Aria swallowed hard.This wasn’t lik