"Who are you? What are doing in Crescent Moon territory?" Shouts a male voice from the darkness.
I freeze in my steps and raise my hands as I chuckle, "so funny guys; it's me."
"Identify yourself rogue."
I gulp a little, "whoever you are, this isn't funny. I am your Luna and I will enter my territory."
A man steps closer to me, a knife in his hand, "you are not my Luna. Drop to your knees and come with me or I will slice your throat right now."
My eyes widen in shock; I have never seen this man in my life, "excuse me? I am Katherine Bellcourt, Luna of the Crescent Moon pack."
"Annabel Winters is the Luna of this pack and she's been missing for quite some time. Now SIT DOWN on your knees and allow me to approach. I have no problem killing you, rogue." The man's voice echoed around me and I quickly, and numbly fall to my knees in the grass.
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Katherine Bellcourt is a Luna with a powerful past and a muddy life. Amongst the urges of her pack members to produce a child for her mate and her dreams with the Moon Goddess, Katherine finds herself in need of a break. After leaving her territory with the goal of pondering her life, she stumbles upon a mysterious staircase in the woods. Her curiosity getting the best of her, Katherine climbs the staircase, and with each step the world around her begins to warp and shift.
Annabel Winters, a new werewolf who has been taken prisoner by The Blood Alpha, fights through each day as best as she can. The Luna bravely endures torture everyday as her captors try to turn her to their side of a war that has begun to brew in her absence. Having been taken before she could form pack or mate ties, Annabel doesn't have a friend in the world besides her mother, Casey.
Darious Birk, better known as the Blood Alpha, has managed to topple the powerful Crescent Moon pack as well as destroy its Alpha in a fate worse than death. Between planning a war and holding Annabel captive, Darious finds himself on top of the world. But for how long?
He was a beast. Composed of nothing but sheer brutality, masculinity and power. A mate was the last thing on his mind. . . until he laid his eyes on her.
[ influenced by the story of Hades and Persephone ]