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The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion

The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion

Author: Zhen Zhen
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Chapter 1 Picking Up a Fated Mate

Word Count: 1216    |    Released on: 10/04/2025

ack hair flowed down her back like a waterfall, swaying gently with each step. Her gray-blue eyes, deep and mysterious, shimmered like f

ne in this vast wilderness. From the fragmented memories of her childhood, she only knew her name was

She could barely shift a few times a month, and each transformation lasted no more than half an hour. A

le and attuned to the rugged terrain. Thorny branches couldn't stop her, because she was a child raised b

or the decaying leaves of Gloomwood. It was something else... masculine, strong, with

feel a presence lingering in the air - powerful, yet not that of a wild beast. No, this

ear and anticipation tangled together. Her blood burned in her veins, her m

came, drowning out every other noise in the forest, includin

cky ledge, was a massive gray figure, t

rather, a

time in her life she had ever seen another of her

g water around it into a vivid shade of crimson. Cara guessed it must have fallen from the top

a's senses, but now it was mixed with the sharp tang of

y appeared when a werewolf met their fated mate. And when that person appeared,

didn't understand why, but right now, the only thought in her mi

swam toward the rock. The closer she got, the mo

ack of his neck, still bleeding. A sharp pain shot through

pened, looking at her, not with caution, not with resistance. His throat vibr

te.

losed his eyes and

omething unseen wrapping around them-something

ut it. Her entire attention was

f his neck... was heali

rewolf heal this fast. Then again, besides hi

e was injured, and despite using the healing sap of the

t rank in a pack-the ones with the frailest bodies and slowest healing. T

had just formed between them, Cara could sense the turmoil raging inside him. She couldn't explain it, but something in his body felt blocked, hi

t what was causing it, but she knew o

al powders. Relying on her sense of smell, she quickly picked out t

om dried purple mint leaves,

g down his throat. Not long after, the cha

eathtaking pair of gray-blue eyes, set in a face so beauti

ce made him whole, sped up his healing, and filled his hea

t her, and asked, "

r interacted with another werewolf befo

gazing at the massive wolf i

ce resonated in her m

who a

e, she u

waterfall crashing down beside them, a massive gray wo

e was lit, the beginning of a bo

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