All Chapters of Moon Blood: Rise Of The Hidden Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The moon bled crimson that night, just as it had in every nightmare for as long as Lexi could remember. In the dream, the forest screamed. Steel clashed against claw and fang. A deep, commanding roar tore through the havoc...a voice that felt both ancient and achingly familiar. Then came the sharp cry of an infant, raw and helpless, followed by the wet sound of something heavy hitting the ground. Shadows moved like living smoke, snatching the tiny bundle away into the darkness. Drops of blood fell upward, staining the moon until it pulsed like a wounded heart. Lexi woke with a gasp, her nightshirt clinging to sweat-damp skin. Her heart hammered against her ribs as if trying to escape. She sat up in the narrow cot, pressing a trembling hand to the silver pendant that rested between her collarbones. The metal was cool, always cool, no matter how long she wore it. Just a trinket, her adoptive father had said when she was small. A lucky charm from the night he found her. She swung

🫶LEXI🫶I was on fire.In the dream, the stranger from the woods had me pressed against the rough bark of an ancient pine, his body hard and unyielding against mine. His mouth was on me like he was starving....hot, demanding, claiming. His lips crushed mine in a kiss that stole my breath, his tongue sliding deep, tasting, conquering. I moaned into him, my fingers tangling in his dark, moon-streaked hair as he tilted my head back and trailed scorching kisses down my throat.He sucked hard on the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder, and pleasure shot straight between my legs like lightning. I gasped, arching into him, my thighs clamping together desperately in the dream and in reality. The heat pooling low in my belly was unbearable...a throbbing, aching need I had never felt this intensely before. His large hand gripped my waist, pulling me impossibly closer, grinding against me as he licked and nipped at my skin.“Please…” I whimpered, grabbing fistfuls of his collar when h

🫶LEXI🫶 I sat upright on my bed with the ghost of Kaelen’s scent still clinging to my skin and the weight of last night’s decisions pressing on my chest. The cave, the storm, the way his body had felt so close to mine under that thin blanket... it all replayed in my mind like a fever dream. I touched my pendant, still warm, and sighed. I had to warn him. The hunters were coming for him at dusk. But first, I had to survive breakfast. * The market in the nearby town was busy as usual. Pa had sent me to pick up supplies since the compound was running low. Last time, I had an ugly experience at the market which made me return to the pack empty handed. I moved through the stalls, basket in hand, trying to focus on the list. That was when I saw her. My vision sharpened suddenly..... almost like it zoomed in without warning. A girl my age, with sharp features, fiery orange-red hair streaked with black, and clever amber eyes, was stealthily slipping goods into her cloak from

🫶LEXI🫶 I stood frozen in the middle of the chaos, my scream still echoing in my ears. “STOP!” The word had ripped out of me with a force I didn’t understand. Power burned through my veins like liquid fire, and a sharp headache pounded behind my eyes. Everyone... the hunters, Gretonia, the trapped wolves had frozen in place, staring at me in stunned silence. What did I just do? How? Kaelen was the first to break free. He tore through the weakened silver net with a savage growl and rushed to my side, his hand gripping my arm protectively. His touch sent a jolt through me, that same magnetic pull flaring hotter than ever. “You..” he growled low, eyes wild. “Run.” The command’s hold shattered. Hunters roared back to life, furious and confused. Gretonia’s face twisted with rage as he pointed at me. “Seize her!” Chaos exploded. I moved on instinct, using everything I’d learned from years among the hunters. I whispered quick directions to Kaelen as we fought side by side.

🫶LEXI🫶The words refused to leave my head."He's hunting bloodlines."No matter how hard I tried to push them away, they lingered, echoing over and over like a curse.Bloodlines.What did that even mean?Merchant Gretonia was the fiercest, enemy of werewolves. Everyone knew that. He supplied hunters with silver weapons, wolfsbane poisons, and traps capable of bringing down even the fiercest beasts.So why would a Kitsune say he hunted bloodlines?The question sat heavily in my chest as I absentmindedly stirred the porridge in my wooden bowl."...Lexi?"I blinked."...Lexi!"A finger snapped in front of my face.I jolted."Huh?"Tomas burst into laughter."There she is."I frowned."What?""You've been staring into your breakfast for the past five minutes.""I have not.""You have.""I was thinking.""Oh?"He leaned forward with a mischievous grin."About who?""Myself.""Liar.""I'm serious."He folded his arms dramatically."You've been smiling to yourself these past few days.""I