One girl. Three Alphas. A blood moon ritual that will change everything.
Eighteen-year-old Lora Angelo Montero never believed in tradition especially not the brutal one that demands every virgin girl in her werewolf pack be sacrificed to the Alphas on the night of the Blood Moon. But when she's chosen as an offering, her life takes a dangerous turn.
Claimed by the most feared of them all Alpha Nicholas Perez Lora expects pain, domination, and obedience. What she doesn't expect is the awakening of a deadly power within her... or the ancient eyes watching her from the shadows.
When a vampire war ignites and her true bloodline is revealed, Lora discovers she is no ordinary werewolf, she's a hybrid, the long-lost daughter of a vampire queen and an exiled Alpha. A living weapon created to end the supernatural war.
Now, hunted by both wolves and vampires, and torn between the possessive Alpha who marked her and the vampire prince who calls to her blood, Lora must choose:
Obey the laws of the past or burn them to the ground.
Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Supernatural war.
Lora isn't anyone's offering.
She's the Moonblood and she's done being claimed.
Chapter One: The Dark Eyes That Torment
LORA POV
Every year in our pack, they come and torment. They stand by the far corner of the pack and stare with dark eyes at the village offerings.
And this year? It was mine.
As a werewolf, hitting 18 years of age is an honor deemed honourable by the pack. It was something every pup looked forward to as they grew. It is always an amazing experience.
Like, experiencing yourself turning into a wolf, letting everyone one in the pack you are now fully grown, chased by some Alphas or mates bond your crush. Or probably lose your virginity to some group of Alphas with hairy balls.
Every night, the village is always quiet, with no activities or parties in the village hall. But tonight, tonight is different. It is a night of offering, blood moon night. The village tonight was alive, music was loud, and pack members tangled and dangled with one another in celebration.
I stood by the bedside, staring at the white dress laid out by my mum. I never wanted to attend the ceremony, although I contemplated but I just wanted to ruin my purity with the baker's son in the men's section of the village.
Yeah. The men live separately from the women.
The last time the Alpha's were offered a non virgin they lost their cool, destroying almost the entire village. They ravage the girl in front of everyone. I couldn't bare to see how her legs were spread and fucked for the whole damn village to see.
And the worst part? She enjoyed it, giving herself to them to fuck every shit hole in her body. The girl believed she was offering herself as a sacrifice to them.
I walked into the bathroom and shrank myself into the hot tub to wash myself. I scrubbed my body but I couldn't bring myself to that perfection. I wasn't just going to the offering to make a show, my dad was coming too. I haven't seen him since experiencing my puberty.
My father and brother both live in the men's village, as that's the tradition for years.
What's more interesting with our tradition is that, when a girl turns 18, she offers herself to the Alphas to be fucked and then come back the next day as a woman. In our village, the word 'wife' is a loose term. Meaning, they choose to reproduce heirs.
But for my father, he chose my mother because she has nice tits.
I scoffed and looked at mine, they were even more attractive than my mum's. I sank below the water in the tub not to see them, feeling disgusted with the thought of those flirting men that would inspect it.
I have no idea who will inspect it. Men and women aren't allowed to meet before turning 18 to avoid temptations. I was also looking forward to meeting my brother, my twin. Things were fucked up back then but there's nothing I could do.
I was about to get out of the bath when my mum came in with a flat face down when she saw me still in the bath.
"Lora! What are you still doing?" She yelled. "Hurry up child! We need to get you ready along with other offerings for the bonfire." She instructed, twisting back her golden hair and making it into a pony. Her royal blue dress matched my eye balls. Her lips were painted dark red. She looked stunning. Oh I remember, she was going to see my father too.
"Someone is looking stunning tonight." I joked, smiling like a kid that was giving a cookie.
"I know, thank you Lora." She smiled and grabbed my hand. "Now hurry up, we need to get you properly dressed." She added, pulling me out of the bath.
I took the towel from her to dry myself. "I will be ready in a minute." I promised, giving her a smile. She hesitated for a moment before nodding and walking out.
One minute is little, I need like an hour to get myself prepared even though I was running late. The village elder woman had already given up on lecturing me on the importance of punctuality.
I cleaned myself and Rob the cream on my entire body. I slid the white dress, made of silk and lace. It ran down well to the side and hung low showing what I have to offer. I grabbed my white pants but stared at my boxers, chewing my lower lips in indecision.
Either of them, it will come off anyways.
I took the boxers to put on but an intimidating growl startled me.
"You dare not wear that." The voice of my mother Pierce through the door as she slam it open. "Wear what you are instructed to put on, Lora."
My mother knew me too well, how I sometimes break the rules. She walked into the room and grabbed a brush, sat me down on the stool before the mirror and brushed my hair, drying out the remaining wet on it.
"You are nervous." She finally spoke after a minute of silence between us.
I shrugged my shoulders like I don't care. "Mum, it's just a sex party term for offering." I answered, looking at her from the mirror.
"Good." She commented. "I wasn't this brave at your age. It's good that you aren't scared."
I turned and faced her. "How does it feel? Did it hurt?" I asked, looking her in the eyes.
Mum sighed, her hands dropped from my hair. She didn't answer but rather nodded. Well, thanks to her, I feel terrified now.
She then spoke, "But don't worry, Lora. The Alphas are gentle now compared to before." She smiled at me while reassuring me with her eyes that everything will be okay. "Just relax and enjoy every moment of the offering."
I looked away while mother continued to comb my hair. "How many girls will there be at this festival, Mom?" I asked, as if caring.
"Well, this year is different." She responded, her eyes fixed on my hair as she combed it. I could see something flicker in her eyes as I stared at her reflection in the mirror. "That will be seven, including you."
I turn to her with haste.
"Yeah that's right. You are winter born." says mother.
"Winter born are cursed." I muttered. "Maybe the Alphas will be irritated by me the moment they get to me."
My mother was quiet for a moment before smiling calmly at me. Her hands cupped my face as she looked straight into my eyes. "Hmm… Lora my darling, things don't work that way."
I frowned, "Well, maybe you should explain everything to me." I spun back so she could finish my hair on time. I wasn't sure of what to do. We don't get to choose our mate or even let the moon goddess choose for us. All we do is offer our virginity to the Alphas as an offering.
Mother continued combing my hair slower this time before stopping mid. "I will try but I am not sure of how to put this…" she began to speak. "The men will come to inspect you before putting you into the carriages. And if luckily you become their favorite, then you will get to travel in their personal carriage."
My heart almost skipped a beat. My eyes stared straight hers in the mirror.
Mother stared back at me from the mirror, she exhaled a deep breath that she didn't know she had been holding. "They will get you to the city and group you girls. One per Alpha. There is food there and all the luxury you could ever imagine. It's real beauty."
I took a deep breath and let it out before asking. "I thought each girl would be with three Alphas?"
Mother gave me a sad smile and nodded. Relief flooded through my chest. Well, not really happy but at least, it won't be three beasts pounding my p*ssy.
The three Alphas control the three realms of the village but they all lived next to each other. The part where we girls are allowed to live in hills, mountains and water. While the other two are grassland and water.
"Not really, Lora. You will join the grassland offering at first. And then, later they will barter you girls." Her voice was thin as she spoke.
I turned sharply, my eyes wide. "Barter? What…what does that mean?"
"Swap and trade you virgins. I mean offering." She said but I heard her already. "The three groups will trade you girls, and then, which Alpha will have you first to take your purity as offering."
I stood up and looked her straight in the eyes, searching for what I already knew.
Mother cupped my cheek and continued. "After that, you will then be accepted as part of the pack. As a werewolf." She said, giving me a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
I chuckled, "As a way of payment rather."
My mum growls at me, she didn't like the way I spoke.
"Lora, you need to understand that the Alpha's protect us. This is the only way we can appease them so that they can continue to protect us." She looked at me awfully. "Our village would have been destroyed thousands of years ago if not for the Alpha's."
"That's just some way of sex slave, Mama." I said. "I don't…"
"Enough, Lora." Mother growls at me. Her eyes flash red, she was beginning to get upset with me. "We are just women who need our Alphas to protect us. That's the way things are and will stay that way."
Mother turned and walked towards the door expecting me to follow behind her but I didn't. Suddenly, a blare horn echoes from the bonfire offering site, my mother turns and stares at me worrisomely and say two terrifying words:
"Run, Lora."
I was already late. Being late for the offering has great consequences.