After She Died Under the Blood Moon Novel – The moment my heart was ripped out, I knew I was doomed. Right then and there, my killer stood straight in front of me. I didn’t recognize him, but I caught a whiff of my stepsister Lillian Vandeleur’s scent on his clothes. My wolf, Selene, used her last bit of strength to reach out to our mate, Samuel Blackwood. But both Samuel and his wolf Kael just spat out cruel words.
Evelyn, you’d better just die! Why do you always try to take everything from Lillian? You’re the one who should die! Samuel was actually cursing me to my death? He’d totally forgotten that tonight was our mating night—and also the night of the Blood Moon, a once-in-a-century event. The wolves were howling, celebrating that sacred night. If only Samuel and I had completed the mating ritual that night, the Progenitor Bloodline within me would have fully awakened, and both our powers would have reached the peak of werewolf strength.
Yet, for Lillian, an Omega, he had abandoned me—and had abandoned ultimate power! “Progenitor! It’s the Progenitor’s heart!” The killer whooped in excitement, his face twisted with greed. I thought once I—his so-called “obstacle”—was dead, he’d finally be able to be with Lillian openly. Never in a million years did I expect Samuel to lose his mind completely when he found out my wolf tooth had been turned into a protective pendant and hung around his neck. ***** After my heart was ripped out, Selene’s strength faded fast. I wasn’t going to let myself die so blindly, so unfairly. “Selene, hold on! Once Samuel finds out the truth, he’ll come save us!” I urged. Selene didn’t reply.
I mustered up every last bit of my spirit power to send an emergency link to Samuel. As soon as he picked up, before I could even get a word out, his cold voice cut through. “Evelyn, can’t you act like a proper Luna? The Blood Moon’s up tonight, and Lillian’s not feeling well. Is it so wrong for me to stay with her?” My power was draining away, and I knew my life was slipping with it. He was only being this cold because he had no idea what I was going through, right? Clinging to that last sliver of hope, I forced out my words with every ounce of strength left. “Samuel, help me! I’m at—” “Enough, Evelyn!” He cut me off, annoyed. “You are a werewolf with the power of the Progenitor.
Who could possibly hurt you? I’m tired of you playing the weak Omega act. Haven’t you gotten bored of it yet?” “I’m not lying,” I gasped. “Someone… someone tore out my heart…” A cold laugh echoed through the link. “Evelyn, you’re so stupid you can’t even lie properly now? If your heart was gone, you’d be dead already—not wasting breath calling me! “Are you that starved for attention? Lillian’s your sister, for God’s sake. She’s a fragile Omega with nothing. But you? You’ve got that Progenitor Bloodline. You’ve got Selene—the white wolf.
By tomorrow, you’ll be the untouchable Mrs. Blackwood. What more could you want? Do you really have to drive Lillian to her grave?” So that’s how Samuel saw me—some vicious monster… I swallowed back the words I’d been holding. I fell onto my back and gave up struggling, my voice barely a whisper. “But Lillian’s the one alive and well. I’m the one who’s… dying.” “Then hurry up and die. Stop picking on Lillian—an Omega. It’s a disgrace to our Alpha blood.” Samuel cut off the emergency link.
That was it. He’d sealed my fate. Wolves howled all around, but I just stared up at the Blood Moon, burning with rage and regret. Samuel and I had promised each other, when we were pups, that we’d mate on the night of the Blood Moon. He’d even sworn he’d have every wolf in the clan howling in celebration for us all night long. But here I was, dying, and he was only thinking about my Omega stepsister. I bet right then, he was holding Lillian close, whispering sweet nothings to her. Evelyn! I won’t let you die! Selene’s voice cut through—calm, determined. She started chanting an old, familiar spell. In an instant, the last bit of the Progenitor’s power in my body resonated with the Blood Moon. A beam of crimson light came crashing down, so bright it blinded me. “Selene! What’s happening?!” I shouted.
No answer. When my eyes finally adjusted, I froze. I was standing under the Sacred Tree—and there, locked in a fierce kiss, were Samuel and Lillian. D*mn them! How could they do this?! I opened my mouth to scream at them, but a searing pain tore through my chest. The kind of physical agony that only comes when your mate betrays you. “Samuel! Lillian! Stop this right now!” I fought through the pain and lunged at them—only for my hands to pass right through their bodies. I stared down at my almost transparent hands in shock. No one around even glanced my way. That’s when it hit me. Not long ago, someone had torn out my heart. My body and power had collapsed without that bloodline anchor.
I was dead. My spirit had somehow found its way to them. Selene was gone—no trace of her, no answer to my calls. Watching the two of them kiss, my spirit felt like it was being torn to shreds. I was the one who’d grown up with him, who’d been by his side since we were pups. Not long ago, Samuel had looked me dead in the eye and promised, “My feelings for Lillian are just brotherly. You’re the only one I’ve ever loved, Evelyn.” “Samuel! You lied to me!” It was like he heard my scream. He jolted awake and pushed Lillian away hard. “No… Lillian! We can’t do this.” I stood right beside them, close enough to see the flush still lingering on Lillian’s cheeks.
In the crimson moonlight, she looked even more delicate. She bit her lower lip, looking hurt. “Samuel, I’m so sorry. I just… I couldn’t help myself.” Samuel ruffled her hair gently. “It’s okay, I’m not mad. I just need to check on Evelyn. Make sure she’s alright.” A cold chill ran through my spirit. Twenty years of friendship, of love—worthless. He only thought of me after he’d finished kissing my stepsister. A few seconds later, Samuel’s face turned deathly pale. He knew I’d always answer his mental link, no matter what—even if I was in the middle of a battle. But I was dead now. No wolf in history had ever talked to a ghost. “Lillian, I have to find Evelyn. What if she really is in danger?” Finally.After everything, Samuel was finally thinking about me.