Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE MOON’S RECKONING: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The silence in Oakhaven wasn't a gift; it was a wall.For three years, Seraphina Blackwood had lived in a small, wooden cabin that smelled of dried lavender and old books. She didn't have a phone, and she didn't want visitors. To the rest of the world, she was a ghost. To her pack, she was a girl who had been broken by an Alpha and left to rot in the woods. But to herself, Sera was just a woman trying to survive the noise in her head.As an Oracle, Sera heard everything. She heard the way the sap moved inside the trees. She felt the way the worms turned the soil deep underground. It was too much. It was an endless, pulsing headache that never stopped. That was why she had spent months digging into the dirt, burying mountain-ash wood and ancient salt in a perfect circle around her home. The ash acted like a muffler, silencing the world until all she could hear was her own breathing.Tonight, the silence felt wrong. It felt like the air was being sucked out of the room.Sera sat by her

The black Charger roared, the engine sounding like a trapped beast as the tires spun on the wet mud. Kaelen’s hand was still firm on Sera’s thigh, his heat soaking through her jeans. It wasn't just a touch; it was a claim. Through the life-tether, Sera felt his protective fury like a physical weight. It was heavy, dark, and possessive. It made her heart hammer against her ribs, but she didn’t know if it was from fear or the old, buried feelings she tried so hard to kill.In front of them, the faceless woman stood perfectly still. Her white dress fluttered in the wind, looking like a shroud. The single silver eye in her forehead pulsed with a rhythmic, sickly light."The Seer Bride," the creature hissed again. The voice didn't come from a mouth; it echoed directly inside Sera’s skull, cold and oily."Get her back, Silas!" Kaelen barked.Kaelen didn't wait for a response. He threw the car door open and stepped out into the rain. As he stood, his shadow seemed to grow, stretching across

The world was upside down. Smoke and the smell of leaking gas filled the cabin of the wrecked Charger. Sera’s head throbbed, but the pain wasn't just hers. Through the tether, she felt a jagged, white-hot heat. Kaelen was pinned under the steering column, his leg crushed, yet his only thought a pulsing, golden light in her mind was her safety."Sera... get out..." Kaelen rasped. His skin was already beginning to knit back together, his Alpha healing fighting the weight of the metal.Sera kicked at the shattered windshield until the glass gave way. She crawled out onto the cold, wet dirt, her hands stinging from the gravel. She turned back to pull Kaelen out, but she stopped when a shadow fell over her.Silas stood ten feet away. He wasn't the man who had brought her supplies and shared quiet jokes for the last three years. The silver rot had climbed his neck, looking like frozen lightning. Behind him, the First-Born loomed like a nightmare made of moonlight and bone."He won't let you

The sun rose over the Oakhaven valley, but it didn't feel like a victory.Kaelen’s black Charger was a twisted heap of metal at the bottom of the cliff. The cabin was a pile of ash. Seraphina sat on a mossy rock, her hands wrapped around a tattered blanket Kaelen had pulled from the wreckage. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the white light of the explosion. She saw Silas’s face right before the fire took him.Through the Life-Tether, she felt a heavy, cold stone in her chest. It wasn't her own grief it was Kaelen’s.Kaelen stood a few feet away, staring at the spot where the altar used to be. He was shirtless, his back covered in fresh scars from the silver rot. His muscles were tight, and his jaw was locked. He looked like a statue of a fallen god.He thinks it’s his fault, Sera thought.The bond hummed in response. It is my fault, Kaelen’s voice echoed in her head, dark and bitter. I brought the rot to your door. I drove Silas to the edge. I should have been the one on that

The air outside the ranger station had changed. The smell of pine and mountain rain was gone, replaced by the sharp, metallic tang of ozone. The silver ring around the sun was pulsing now, throwing a pale, unnatural light over the forest. It made the shadows look too long and the colors look bleached out.Kaelen stood on the porch, his body low and tense. He wasn't just looking with his eyes; he was scenting the wind. His chest was bare, the silver scars on his back glowing with a faint, angry light."They’re close," Kaelen whispered. "I can smell the silver-fire. The High Pack doesn't use normal weapons. They use purified flame. It doesn't just burn the body; it erases the soul."Sera stood behind him, her hand resting on the small of his back. Through the Life-Tether, she could feel Kaelen’s heart thudding like a war drum. But underneath his rhythm, there was a second, faster beat. It was Silas.He’s right, you know, Silas’s voice echoed in her mind. The High Pack has brought the 'C