All Chapters of BLOOD MOON REDEMPTION: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

36 Chapters

The Hidden Camp

POV: Calista RiversThe mountain trail never seemed to end. The wet mud sucked at the bottoms of my boots, trying to pull me down into the cold earth with every single step. My left shoulder was a knot of pure agony. The tight bandages Elena had wrapped around my chest felt like an iron band that cuts off my breath every time I tried to inhale deeply.I simply kept my eyes locked onto the dark back of Jarek as he led us higher and higher into the dense pine forests of the northern hills.Kael stayed right by my side the entire time. He was like a silent gray ghost in the dark mist. His hand would occasionally reach out to grab my waist to catch my weight whenever my boots slipped on a wet tree root or a loose stone. For every time his skin brushed against mine, the thin soul-thread in my chest flared with heat.Through that invisible bond, I could feel everything Kael was thinking. His mind was no longer a chaotic mess of panic. It had settled into a heavy state of absolute focus.

The Valley Wall

POV: Calista RiversThe first big explosion hit the top of the stone wall above us with a giant roar. *BOOM!*The ground shook hard under my muddy boots. The blast knocked two young wolves flat into the dirt. A massive shower of sharp rocks, burning wood, and thick black smoke rained down right into the middle of our camp. The air turned sour right away. It started smelling like burnt gunpowder and the sick smell of Dante’s dark magic."Get the children into the deep caves!" Alpha Magnus yelled. His voice was so loud like thunder bouncing off the cliffs. He ripped off his heavy bear fur coat and threw it into the mud. Under the coat, his arms were covered in thick gray hair. His fingernails grew long and turned into sharp black claws. "Warriors, to the ridge! Do not let them bring those cannons down into the valley"The camp was a complete mess. People were screaming and running in every direction.Kael grabbed my good right arm. His hand was tight and shaking with panic. "Calista

The Council's price

POV: Calista RiversThe smoke from the burning drone was very thick and black. It rolled across the muddy ground of the camp, and made my eyes burn and my throat feel dry. I kept my right hand buried deep in Kael’s gray fur. The wolf was still breathing hard and his chest was rising and falling against my knees. Slowly, the burning silver light in his eyes began to fade, turning back into the soft gray color.My own body felt completely empty. The silver light had snapped back inside my skin and left my muscles shaking so hard I could barely stand. My left shoulder felt like a hot iron rod was pushing through the bone.Alpha Magnus stood in front of us, his hands were covered in dark Enforcer blood. He looked up at the high ridge where the rest of the Council soldiers were running away into the dark trees. The blue fires from their cannons were still glowing against the fog, but the shooting had finally stopped. The valley was quiet again, except for the sound of people crying in

The Midnight March

POV: Calista RiversOutside, the midnight air made me almost freeze. A cold mist hanging low over the mountain valley, and hiding the movements of the pack as we prepared to leave the camp. Nobody spoke. The only sounds were the soft clinking of iron spears, the sliding of gun barrels into leather holsters and the heavy breathing of three hundred hungry wolves.I stood near the edge of the clearing to wrap a dry wool blanket tight around my chest with my good right arm. My left shoulder was totally numb now, I was beginning to have a heavy ache that pulsed with every beat of my heart. I had used too much magic during the battle at the wall, and my human cells felt like they were made of dry glass. One wrong move, and I felt like I would break into pieces.Kael walked up behind me. He was fully dressed in a dark combat jacket that Elena’s scouts had left in the cabin. The deep cuts on his arm from the hunting hound were tightly bound with white cloth, but I could see dark spots of

The Iron Charge

The Iron ChargePOV: Calista RiversAlpha Magnus did not say a word. He just nodded his head in the dark truck bed. He reached out with his hand and hit the metal wall of the cab three times. *Thud. Thud. Thud.* It was the signal.Up front, our driver slammed his foot down on the gas pedal. The engine of the logging truck roared back to life with a loud, angry scream. The gears ground together hard, and the big vehicle lunged forward, throwing all twenty of us back against the wooden floorboards.Behind us, the other four logging trucks started their engines too. The heavy rumbling sound shook the entire concrete pier like a small earthquake."Hold on to something" Kael yelled over the noise of the motors.He threw his arms around my waist and pinned my back flat against his solid chest. He tucked his head over mine to protect me from the flying splinters. I grabbed the edge of a heavy wooden bench with my good right hand. I locked my knees tight, and braced my body for the impact

The Harbor Fight

The Harbor FightPOV: Calista RiversDante Cross looked down at his hands. His expensive white gloves were completely gone, turned into black ash that floated away in the cold wind. The skin on his fingers was melted and bleeding, showing the white bone underneath. He looked up at me, his cold eyes wide with a mix of shock and hatred. He had never felt real pain before."You little monster" Dante hissed. His smooth, calm voice was gone. He sounded like a wild animal that had just been stepped on.I did not answer him. I pushed myself up from the cold concrete, my legs were shaking violently. My left shoulder was totally numb now, but the silver fire inside my veins was still boiling, keeping me from falling down. I held the silver tactical knife tight in my right hand, the cold metal shining in the gray morning light.Behind me, the iron cable finally stopped moving with a loud *clunk*. Elena’s body hit the concrete pier. She was free from the crane, but she lay completely still,

After the Storm

After the StormPOV: Calista RiversThe morning sun felt fake. It was a bright, pale orange circle climbing up behind the tall city buildings and throwing long shadows across the bloody concrete of the pier. The gray fog was slowly melting away, but it left behind the awful smell of burnt metal, old blood, and wet ash.I sat on the rusty rear bumper of the third logging truck, wrapped in three heavy wool blankets. I was shivering so hard my teeth made a clicking sound in the quiet air. My right hand was a raw mess of blisters from grabbing Dante’s dark sword, and my left shoulder was completely dead to any feeling. The silver veins under my skin had gone dark, leaving me so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.A few feet away, Kael was working fast. He had found a clean white sheet in one of the truck cabs and was tearing it into long strips with his teeth. His own jacket was ripped to pieces, showing the deep, dark gashes on his arm where the hunting hound had bitten him hours

The Dark Tunnel

POV: Calista RiversThe five logging trucks rolled down the broken back roads of the city instead of using the highways, their engines made a low rumble in the morning air. Jarek knew the old pathways that the city planners had forgotten fifty years ago. We drove through empty industrial lots, under crumbling concrete overpasses, and past abandoned brick factories where the windows were all smashed into tiny glass teeth.I sat in the front cab of the third truck this time. Alpha Magnus had ordered the driver to give me the padded seat so my broken collarbone would not take another beating from the hard wooden floorboards in the back.Kael sat right next to me in the cramped space, his long legs were pushing up against the dashboard. Even though he had wrapped a clean denim shirt over his torn bandages, I could still smell the metallic scent of his blood every time the truck heater blew warm air into our faces. He kept his right hand resting on the seat cushion between us, his fin

The Runed Door

The Runed DoorPOV: Calista RiversThe midnight march down the dark tunnel felt like walking into the throat of a great stone beast.We moved in total silence, it was a long line of eighty wolves walking in single file between the rusted iron rails. We left the yellow light of the station house behind and carryied only three small electric lanterns to guide our boots over the wet wooden ties. The damp air grew colder the deeper we went, the smelling of wet concrete and the greasy scent of long-dead machinery grew heavier.I walked near the front of the line, right behind Alpha Magnus. My left arm was bound tight against my ribs with a clean white cloth, keeping my broken collarbone from moving. My right hand was wrapped in a thick layer of soft gauze to protect the raw burns Dante had left behind, but I kept my fingers loose, ready for whatever lay ahead.Kael walked directly behind me. In the darkness of the tunnel, I couldn't see his face, but the thin soul-thread in my chest w

The Heart of the Tower

POV: Calista RiversWe moved fast down the new concrete tunnel. The old railway lines were taken over by smooth grey floors that looked clean enough for a hospital. Red emergency lights blinked along the curved ceiling every ten feet, casting a blood-colored glow over the eighty wolves running behind us. The air was a stark contrast to the muddy tunnels we had spent the last twenty-four hours callously navigating.Kael kept his hand firmly on my waist, practically carrying me forward as my boots skidded on the smooth floor. My empty left sleeve was pinned flat against my chest, and my broken collarbone throbbed with every single step, but there was no time to slow down. The loud sound of our running boots echoed off the walls like a volley of drums."How far to the main server room?" Kael asked as he ran."Two hundred yards" Jarek called back from the front of the line. He had dropped his old brass compass and was now holding a stolen Council tablet he had taken from a dead Enforc

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