
Beneath the Lycan Moon
Stephanie Ekwueme · Ongoing · 48.0k Words
Introduction
Fate, it seemed, had other plans. While fleeing, she stumbled, and darkness consumed her. When she awoke, a vampire named Carin was the one who saved her. Vampires and werewolves have been mortal enemies since the dawn of time. But as they spent time together, the hatred between them began to fade, replaced by something she couldn't explain. Passion ignited, a forbidden flame. Then, as suddenly as it began, Carin turned cold, pushing her away, shattering her newfound hope.
With nowhere else to go, Ember returned to the academy, back to the taunts and the jeers. But something had changed. The taste of Carin's touch, the memory of his gaze, lingered. She was a wolf in a world of wolves, but her heart now belonged to a vampire. How could she ever go back to the life she knew?
Chapter 1
Ember
High school is my own personal hell. For as long as I can recall, the idea of being in a controlled environment with hundreds of teenagers whose main aim is to prey on you has always sent a shiver down my spine. The person whose idea it was to put a bunch of teenagers with raging hormones and a temper in a closed off space for eight hours really did a bad job with that one.
As I walk through the halls, my head is bent and I try to avoid making any form of contact with anyone at all. Everyone in this school perceives me as weak and helpless and as much as I try to avoid them, somehow I still end up in trouble.
With all these thoughts running through my head, I do not realize that I have collided with someone until all the books in the person’s hands come clattering all over like broken glass. Slowly, I lift up my head and come face to face with her. My whole body stills and a shiver runs through me.
It was Juno. The ringleader of all bullies and somehow, with my luck, I know I had managed to piss her off.
“You stupid twat!”, she hissed at me like the viper that she is. “Have you gone blind or you’ve just decided not to make use of your eyes?”
“I… I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to”, my voice sounds like a whimper. Juno’s eyes are red, literally. Everyone knows that she is the strongest Alpha around, just as everyone knows not to piss her off.
Beside Juno are Lyra and Lisa, her two friends, flanking her side by side like the good little dogs that they were. They had an evil smirk on their faces and somehow, I knew that I couldn’t beg my way out of this one. None of them would be willing to listen to me anyways.
“I should rip off your eyes right this moment since you have no use for them!”, Juno was fuming. There was fear written all over my face, and I knew that they could see that I was scared. I really was avoiding trouble and yet, I ended up right in the middle of it.
“I said I was sorry” I whispered, silently praying that they would listen and just let me be. Every school day was like unlocking a new level of torture.
“Just saying sorry will not cut it this time. You’ve really bitten more than your mouth can hold”, Lyra said.
Lisa’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she echoed, “You are nothing but a sorry excuse for a wolf. You’re almost 17 and still cannot find yourself a mate. I bet you, you’re going to die mateless and if you don’t die, you’ll be banished to live amongst the humans forever”
There was a visible shudder in my movement as my eyes moved from Lyra to Lisa and back to Lyra again. They were like puppets, or mini versions of Juno.
Their words seemed to unlock a new stage of fury in Juno, she hissed, baring her fangs and pepper red eyes and I felt myself shrink. Could they just leave me alone? “Come on, girls! Would you just leave her alone?” A voice rang in the air, slicing the tension. I turned to the familiar voice and felt a bubble in my chest as he approached us and stood directly next to me.
“Pete”, Juno said, retracting her fangs and her eyes returned back to its hazel tone.
“Hi, Pete” Lyra and Lisa echoed, grinning like love stricken children.
“Just let her go,” Pete said to Juno, ignoring the other girls. “I’m sure whatever she’s done does not require this type of grilling. By the way, look at her, she’s no match for your strength, Juno”
Juno took a deep breath, considering what Pete had said. “You’re right, I could do better than wasting my breath on this piece of garbage”, she said. Signaling to her friends, she added, “Let’s go, babes”. The three of them strutted away like remote-controlled Barbie dolls.
“Nice save”, I muttered to Pete, punching his arm lightly. He laughed, “how do you get yourself in such terrible situations?”, he asked jokingly.
I laughed too. “You know what I always say, the only thing worse than a high school is a Lycan high school”
“Em”, Pete called me by my nickname, his eyes softening.
“Yeah?”
“Are you ready for tonight? I hope you’re not getting cold feet already”, he said. A wave of unease washed over me but I swallowed my nerves. I nodded and forced myself to smile. “Of course, it’s going to be the most important night of our lives”
He smiled, impressed by what I had said. “See you later then”. I watched his huge back with dread as he walked away from me.
Nighttime…
The full moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the bayou. Some members of the pack were chattering about, making small talk with each other. The Elders in our pack were setting up the ritual site, a secluded clearing bathed in the silver glow of the moon. I watched quietly as they organized a circle of stones, as they placed wood upon wood to make a tall pyre. My stomach knotted at the sight. This was real. It was actually happening.
Pete’s family and mine had decided to keep our mating ritual to our pack only. We didn’t see the need to send out invitations to the whole Lycan community when most of them weren’t on friendly terms with me anyway. Most of them were of the opinion that I would never find a mate and I would be banished to live with the humans forever. It was best that the secret of our mating remained in the pack.
“What’s on that pretty mind of yours?”, his voice sounded, interrupting my line of thoughts.
I shrieked, visibly startled. “Oh my God, Pete. It’s you”
“Are you good?”, he asked. His eyes were warm with emotions. “It’s finally happening”, he added, grinning from ear to ear.
My heart was pounding fiercely in my chest. Pete’s chiseled face stared back at mine and his blonde hair shone even brighter under the moon. “It’s finally happening”, I whispered back but my voice lacked enthusiasm.
“Come on, let’s go to the pyre. Everyone’s waiting for us”, he said, leading me away.
As we made our way into the circle, something heavy starts to tug at my chest. Pete is a beautiful, bright and promising young wolf but something feels missing. I loved Pete as a friend but that was just about it.
There was no connection between us. No sense of longing and vulnerability. When he spoke to me, there were no butterflies in my belly like I read in those human books. I knew that if I just let myself go, Pete and I could make the perfect Lycan couple. But as I looked from my parents excited faces to Pete’s smiling face, I felt a cold dread creeping up in my spine.
“I’m so sorry, Pete”, I whispered to him and watched as he looked at me, confused. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t mate with someone I held no love for. Mating was for life and I just couldn’t do this to both Pete and myself.
So I did the only thing I could think of - I ran.
Last Chapters
#37 Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Distant Connection
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#36 Chapter Thirty-Six: Who Would Punish The Apex?
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#35 Chapter Thirty-Five: A Nasty Wolf
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#34 Chapter Thirty-Four: Kindred Blood Runs Cold
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#33 Chapter Thirty-Three: The Ghosts of Memories Past
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#32 Chapter Thirty-Two: Beneath The Surface
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#31 Chapter Thirty-One: Stranger In The Alley
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#30 Chapter Thirty: Mr Lou’s Strange Request
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#29 Chapter Twenty-Nine: No Forgiveness
Last Updated: 1/23/2026#28 Chapter Twenty-Eight: Summoned.
Last Updated: 1/23/2026
You Might Like 😍
Rise of the Banished She-Wolf
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
Vengeance of the Forsaken Luna
"Bella." Ethan's tone shifted, taking on that warning edge I knew too well. "Faye is vulnerable right now. She's terrified you'll resent her, that this will divide the pack. The last thing she wants is for this baby to come between us."
"Then you shouldn't have done it." I met his eyes squarely, letting him see the ice in mine. "Go back to your son."
"For fuck's sake." He dragged a hand through his hair. "How many times—it was artificial insemination. They used my sperm, yes, but Faye and I never—"
Bella let out a cold snort. Such brazen lies. Her mate had an affair with his brother's partner, and his entire family helped force her out with nothing, all to make way for the mistress to take her rightful position. Poor fool—he thought she was just an unwanted adopted daughter, easy to dismiss and control. He never knew the computer genius he'd been searching for was his own Luna.
Since he'd tainted himself, Bella was done. She rejected him and reclaimed what was hers, rising to the top with help from Victor, who'd been secretly in love with her for years.
When Ethan tried winning her back: "You don't want our child growing up fatherless."
Bella smiled mockingly. "The child's father isn't you."
From Sacrificed Slave to the Dragon King's Obsession
His fangs glinted as he gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Dragon scales shimmered along his neck, breath scorching my skin.
"Your Majesty... I beg—" He shoved me onto the bed. Silk tore with a sharp rip, cold air rushing over my exposed body.
"Scared?" He smirked, palm sliding down my waist, fingers tracing slow, burning circles. "Yet you shiver... not from cold."
I lunged for the candlestick, but he caught my wrist, pinning it overhead. His knee forced my legs apart.
"When your father gave you to me," his lips brushed my ear, voice a dark rumble, "you were already mine."
On the eve of freedom after ten years of servitude, Lina Valeria stood one night away from reuniting with her betrothed. But Dragon King Augustus condemned her to the Abyss Mines on false charges—a trap forged from obsessive desire.
Augustus Ashenwing, Supreme Sovereign of Skyhold Citadel, is ruthless and feared by all races. His obsession stems from ancient grudges and dragonkind's most dangerous instinct: possessive desire. He demands her submission, binding her to his throne as his consort.
From prisoner to queen, Lina battles him through court intrigue and twisted passion—fighting for her mother, her freedom, her dignity.
Yet this cold-blooded tyrant reserves all tenderness for her alone. He indulges her temper, bends his pride, compromises without limit—anything to see her smile. Gradually, her heart wavers. But loving him means betraying Kain, who waited eleven years. Torn between duty and desire, she drowns in agonizing guilt.
Love and hatred intertwined—a forbidden dragon romance in a realm of oppression.
The Family Books 1-3 (A Mafia romance)
The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves.
A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched.
Until someone took that innocence from her.
She left.
The darkness in my heart was finally complete.
I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back.
Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money.
She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching.
This time I won’t let her escape.
I will make her back into the girl I knew.
Whether she likes it or not.
2/ Judge and Jury- I can’t stop watching her.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in.
She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought.
The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time.
I know I should execute her.
After all that’s what I do.
I am the Judge.
I eliminate threats to The Family.
And Taylor is a threat.
But I don’t want to kill her.
Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.
3/ Rags and Ritches-
To protect what’s mine
The Alpha's Stripper Mate
"What?" It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. I did not wait for him to answer me, I walked toward him.
"Dance on my lap."
My head screamed at me to turn around and run. But my whole body responded to his command.
"Yes, Alpha," I pulled my dress over my body, it dropped over my head and fell to the ground behind me. I was left in nothing but my matching bra and thong. My hands covered my chest on reflex.
"Let me see."
My hands dropped to my sides.
I lowered myself into his lap, facing him. His eyes peered into mine, and I could feel his hot breath fan my face. His dick responded to all my moves, hardening against my now-moist vagina. I swallowed hard, allowing my lips to part in a ragged breath. His hands trailed up to my waist.
"No touching."
At the tender age of eleven, JoJo Wyatt was forced to grow up far sooner than she should have. Born to a cruel father and a weak mother, she quickly realized she had to become the breadwinner for herself and her sister. Nothing else mattered to her, not even the hottest men. In fact, she despised them. After one horrific night, she swore never to have any contact with the male species again. That was, until she started working for him as his stripper.
Meanwhile, Alpha Lake Rush, thirty, was the most feared Alpha in the country. Burdened by his own share of life's struggles, he had learned only to be cruel and reckless, rejecting not one but two mates. But what happens when he discovers yet another mate, and she turns out to be his stripper?
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
I’d appreciate all your support, thank you so much!
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
A pack of their own
HER ALPHA, HER SAVIOUR
Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.
Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.
Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.
Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.
Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.
Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.
Ruined : You will always be mine.
“Fuckkk”, I couldn’t help but scream.
“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
I felt him behind me. “Ten Lashes for your disobedience”, he said
“Asher please”,
“No”. His voice was cold and void of any emotion.
Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
The Sterling's were the most powerful in Havenwood and Dorian Sterling was off limits.
As an orphan finding out you still have people looking for you is hard to take but when it turns out to be people of wealth and standing I took the other road and ran, but running led me right back to the place I was avoiding and the person I was avoiding.
Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.
The Game of Claiming
A drunken bet becomes their private game: win the maid.
The rules?
Don’t let the others know you’re falling for her.
And never, ever let her leave.
But each brother plays differently—
The eldest buys her obedience.
The second steals her breath.
The third corners her in the dark.
The youngest ruins anyone who touches her.
Lila isn’t sure if she’s a player in their game… or the prize they’ll destroy each other to claim
The Hunter and The Hunted
Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me.
He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance.
She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong?
When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?












