Spearcrest Wolf (SPEARCREST KINGS #4) by Aurora Reed EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors:Aurora Reed
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Black Lake
Iakov
EVERY YEAR IN YALINKA, on the last day of the summer, the village
boys gather for the Blood Moon.
Yalinka is the small Ukrainian town I grew up in. It lies on the western
edge of Ukraine, in the Eastern Beskids. Mount Hoverla looms over it like a
grim guardian. As for the Blood Moon—it has nothing to do with the moon.
It’s just named that because it happens at night.
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It does have to do with blood.
FOR THE BLOOD MOON, every boy in Yalinka gathers in the forest at the
edge of town.
The forest is a little past the church and the old wooden signpost, behind
the decrepit building of the old primary school, which burned down.
Nobody dares go too far into the forest. It’s too deep and dense, and
sometimes the mist that falls from Mount Hoverla is so thick you can’t even
see your own hand at the end of your arm. The town is full of stories of
children going missing in the woods.
So the boys gather at the edge, where the trees are sparser. They wait for
nightfall, and then they strip to the waist. Everybody has to do it, and then
everybody has to fight and keep fighting. As long as it takes.
When there’s nobody left to fight, and you’re the last person standing, you
become the Blood Wolf. It’s that simple.
And once you’re the Blood Wolf, you have power over all the other boys
for that year.
It’s an important ritual in Yalinka. Everybody knows about it because the
ritual started long before the village boys’ fathers or their fathers. Nobody
knows how it started, or why. Everybody has theories, and each family in
Yalinka has their own fable of horror about what happens if you shirk the
ritual.
Every boy in Yalinka grows up in the shadow of the ritual, just like the
town exists in the shadow of the mountain and the forest. It looms over
every boy, a waiting giant that must one day be defeated.
I spend my entire childhood dreading it.
Because everybody knows this: if you’re there, you have to fight.
If you’ve split the skin above your eye, and you can’t see because of the
blood, you don’t get to just stop fighting. Your best bet is to crawl to safety
and run through the forest. You should only do that if you’re certain you can
outrun any pursuers. Because if someone spots you running and gives
chase, and they catch you, then you’re going to get it worse than if you’d
stayed.
That’s exactly what happens to me.
MY FIRST BLOOD MOON, I cry.
I’ve spent so long dreading it, and I’m so afraid. But my friend Maksym
says we have to go. His family says that if you don’t go to the Blood Moon,
all the daughters in the family get ill. Maksym has an uncle who didn’t go,
for three years, between ages thirteen to sixteen. On his sixteenth birthday,
his sister, who was only seven, died of pneumonia.
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