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Chapter 68The atmosphere in the Blue Moon Pack was thick with tension, a cloud that seemed to hang over every corner of the stronghold. Whispers filled the air as the elders gathered in the council chamber, their faces grim and their minds set on a course of action that would change everything.At the head of the table sat Donavon, his posture rigid as he faced the council. His once unshakable confidence had been replaced with a quiet desperation, his thoughts consumed by the escalating threats from the rogues and the mounting pressure from his own pack. But it wasn’t the rogues that he feared now. It was the council itself."We’ve given you time," Elder Tobias began, his voice cold and measured, "but time is running out, Donavon. You have failed to provide us with an heir. The future of this pack is uncertain, and we can no longer afford to wait for miracles."Donavon clenched his fists, trying to keep his emotions in check. The words hit harder than he expected. For years, he had c
Chapter 69The night air was thick with tension as Donavon walked away from the Blue Moon Pack stronghold, his mind swirling with the bitter taste of betrayal. Each step he took felt heavier than the last, as if the weight of his title had been stripped from him in an instant. But one thing remained clear in his heart: this wasn’t over. He couldn’t let it end like this. Not after everything he had fought for.As he made his way through the dense woods surrounding the pack’s borders, his thoughts were consumed by the events that had unfolded over the past few days. His mind kept returning to Zuri—his mate, the woman he had once loved with everything he had. But now, everything seemed like a web of lies and manipulation. Had she really betrayed him? Or had she been another pawn in a much larger game?The silence of the woods was suffocating, and the cold wind bit at his skin. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of movement in the distance. His senses sharpened, and he quickly shi
Chapter 70Zuri sat by the small window of the safe house, her hands resting on her swollen belly as she stared out at the night sky. Her mind was racing, the events of the past days playing over and over in her mind. She had been forced to leave her home, to run from the very people she had once called family. All of it was so overwhelming, and yet, her thoughts kept returning to the same thing—her children.Her heart ached, a deep and unshakable pain that only seemed to grow as time passed. She had wanted peace, a simple life, and yet all she had known for months was chaos. The weight of her situation bore down on her as she thought of the rogues, of the pack, and of Donavon. She had once thought him to be her salvation, her mate, but everything had been twisted by lies and manipulation.A soft knock at the door broke her reverie. Kira entered cautiously, her face a mixture of concern and resolve. Behind her was Hart, his expression unreadable but filled with a sense of urgency."Zu
Donavon's lost LunaChapter 1Zuri "What makes you think I killed your father, Donavon?" My father's voice resounded from his office."Because I've got all the evidence with me, Lycus," the opposing voice replied."There's no evidence that you can hold, Don; I'm not and never will be the cause of your misfortune," my father replied.The sound of swords clanking was what I heard next, which made me hurry to see what and who it was."I'm telling you, Donavon, I did not kill your parents," he yelled amidst the sword fight."Zuri, princess, go back in," my father said, turning his attention towards me as I opened the door to his office. My eyes darted to the man whose voice I'd been hearing from the distance, and I had barely seen his face when my father's gasped, and I watched in horror as blood oozed from his slit throat."Father!" I screamed and bent to the floor in terror as I scrambled to meet him, seeing his blood drop from the edge of Donavon."Papa!" I yelled, shaking his body
Donavon's lost LunaChapter 2Alpha Donavon walked towards me, satisfied with the gory sight of the battered wounds on my body.Send them to the maids' room and have them assigned to their various duties, except for her," Alpha Donovan said, and I raised my face to look at him. "Have her thrown in the dungeon; treat her the way every person thrown there is being treated and nothing less," he ordered and turned away, leaving me in the hands of the guards."Zuri," my best friend Hart called, but I couldn't afford to get him into the bane of Alpha Donavon.I turned towards his voice and nodded without saying anything. My steps faltered, and it earned me yet another slap behind my head. The coppery liquid metal dripped from my nose, and I was being met with the nonchalance of the guards, who cared less if I died or lived. Behind the cold metals of the dungeon that I was being thrown to, away from the light of the blue moon pack, to the dark, shadowy hell of a place, I felt life slippi
Donavon's lost LunaChapter 3Alpha Donavon"I, Zuri Lycus, daughter of Alpha Lycus of the Edged Claws, will not, will never, and can never accept you, Donavon, as my Alpha," the girl before me said, taking me aback.No one, not even the eldest of the elders, dared to look me in the eyes and talk more about openly declaring that she'd never accept that I was her Alpha.I wanted her to; I needed her to succumb to self-loathing—the same pit of hell that I was.And the look in her eyes when she told me that her father knew nothing about my father and mother—I almost took it as the truth, but I knew better than to trust the words from the mouth of a person like her, the daughter of a murderer.I paused at my last thought. I'd officially become a murderer as well—a beast or more—but I cared less. My rage for revenge had made me not think twice before I slit his throat, and the way he looked at his daughter as if surrendering her to evil.It hurt that he took advantage of me to derive the j
Donavon's lost LunaChapter 4 ZuriThe head maid had instructed me not to say anything, lest I earn myself another one of the hits.And I'd done as she had said, secretly hoping he wouldn't come until I finished the task assigned to me.And he had walked through the door. I took no indifferent action and instead continued cleaning while he sat.The air in the room was tense as I walked away. I hadn't healed from all the pains he'd caused me, and I wasn't willing to incur another.We had both shared some words before I walked out to meet an angry elder in the room.It wasn't a good time, but that was none of my business.It'd be best if I minded my Ps and Qs concerning Donavon.Curiosity, however, took the best, and I walked to the slightly open door to eavesdrop on what he was going to say.And just like I'd expected, he was met with the cruelty of his hatred for me, and when the sword was wielded, I could imagine how it was done.His growl from inside the room reverberated through t
Donavon's lost LunaChapter 5 ZuriI watched as Hart paid no heed to my words or my pleas before turning around to leave."SSee Zuri, you'll be let out in the morning, and this is the most I can do for you. I know you want to save Donavon, but I don't see the reason you need to, though. He's a beast, Zuri. Have you thought about the way he treated you, made you feel, the cane and the fucking beating and strangling he's done to you before you decided to help him? He's killed your father, Zuri. Wise up. Not everyone deserves kindness," he lectured.Tears rolled from my face at the realisation of the truth. I'd had my fair share of misery from him, not that I was guilty; I was innocent, and my father was as well."Have you thought about it, Zuri? He took us captive and had your father's pack members be brought hostage while you, Zuri, you're a princess; one day you'd become Queen, and he lowered you to the position of a slave," he added again, several thoughts of how he'd burned the bod
Chapter 70Zuri sat by the small window of the safe house, her hands resting on her swollen belly as she stared out at the night sky. Her mind was racing, the events of the past days playing over and over in her mind. She had been forced to leave her home, to run from the very people she had once called family. All of it was so overwhelming, and yet, her thoughts kept returning to the same thing—her children.Her heart ached, a deep and unshakable pain that only seemed to grow as time passed. She had wanted peace, a simple life, and yet all she had known for months was chaos. The weight of her situation bore down on her as she thought of the rogues, of the pack, and of Donavon. She had once thought him to be her salvation, her mate, but everything had been twisted by lies and manipulation.A soft knock at the door broke her reverie. Kira entered cautiously, her face a mixture of concern and resolve. Behind her was Hart, his expression unreadable but filled with a sense of urgency."Zu
Chapter 69The night air was thick with tension as Donavon walked away from the Blue Moon Pack stronghold, his mind swirling with the bitter taste of betrayal. Each step he took felt heavier than the last, as if the weight of his title had been stripped from him in an instant. But one thing remained clear in his heart: this wasn’t over. He couldn’t let it end like this. Not after everything he had fought for.As he made his way through the dense woods surrounding the pack’s borders, his thoughts were consumed by the events that had unfolded over the past few days. His mind kept returning to Zuri—his mate, the woman he had once loved with everything he had. But now, everything seemed like a web of lies and manipulation. Had she really betrayed him? Or had she been another pawn in a much larger game?The silence of the woods was suffocating, and the cold wind bit at his skin. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of movement in the distance. His senses sharpened, and he quickly shi
Chapter 68The atmosphere in the Blue Moon Pack was thick with tension, a cloud that seemed to hang over every corner of the stronghold. Whispers filled the air as the elders gathered in the council chamber, their faces grim and their minds set on a course of action that would change everything.At the head of the table sat Donavon, his posture rigid as he faced the council. His once unshakable confidence had been replaced with a quiet desperation, his thoughts consumed by the escalating threats from the rogues and the mounting pressure from his own pack. But it wasn’t the rogues that he feared now. It was the council itself."We’ve given you time," Elder Tobias began, his voice cold and measured, "but time is running out, Donavon. You have failed to provide us with an heir. The future of this pack is uncertain, and we can no longer afford to wait for miracles."Donavon clenched his fists, trying to keep his emotions in check. The words hit harder than he expected. For years, he had c
Chapter 67Days passed in a blur for Zuri. Each morning brought a new layer of uncertainty, a new ache in her heart as the weight of her situation grew heavier. The silence of the safe house had once been comforting, but now it felt like a suffocating reminder of how trapped she truly was. The world beyond those walls was full of whispers, lies, and enemies who wanted her destroyed. And yet, for the first time in weeks, she could feel a flicker of hope—though faint, it was there. Kira had kept her word, visiting Zuri daily to update her on the progress of the rogue elders. The rumors about Zuri’s betrayal were still circulating, and the tension in the rogue camp was palpable. But Kira’s reports were promising—Elder Darius had managed to sway a handful of influential rogues, though the majority remained unconvinced. The battle for her name was far from over, and it was clear that the rogues' leaders had no intention of backing down easily.One evening, after Kira’s visit, Zuri sat by
Chapter 66: A Shattered TruthZuri sat still, her fingers lightly tracing the fabric of the bedspread. The silence in the room seemed to press down on her, almost suffocating. She could hear the faint rustle of the trees outside, their branches swaying gently in the breeze, but within the safe house, the quiet was only a reminder of the chaos that had turned her life upside down.Kira had left, and Elder Darius had taken her story to the rogue elders. Zuri’s heart felt heavy with uncertainty. Could she trust them? Could she trust Kira, who had once been her ally, and now, after everything, stood with the rogues? The betrayal still stung, but as much as she tried to shut out the possibility, there was a faint glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance to set the record straight.Her hand instinctively moved to her stomach, where the life growing inside her stirred. This was her reason to fight. The lies and accusations might have been the cause of her downfall, but they wer
Chapter 65Zuri sat on the edge of the bed in the dimly lit safe house, her mind consumed with thoughts of her unborn children and the chaos that had overtaken her life. Her heart felt heavy with despair. The silence around her was comforting, a reprieve from the constant fear and confusion she had been enduring. A faint sound outside caught her attention. Footsteps. Her heart raced as she instinctively reached for something to defend herself. She peered out of the window, her pulse quickening when she recognized the figures approaching the house—Kira, and someone she didn’t immediately recognize. As they stepped closer, Zuri’s stomach dropped. The man with Kira wore a hardened expression and bore the unmistakable scent of the rogues. She froze, a mix of betrayal and panic flooding her. Kira had led the enemy straight to her. The door creaked open, and Kira entered cautiously, her hands raised in a gesture of peace. “Zuri, wait,” she began quickly. “Don’t panic. I’m not here to
Chapter 64The following days passed slowly, each moment heavy with uncertainty. Zuri remained in hiding, keeping to the safe house, a place far away from the eyes of Donavon’s pack and the rogue forces who still sought her out. She had made her peace with the safety of her unborn children, but the weight of her situation was constantly on her mind.The safe house was quiet, isolated, and hidden within the dense woods, where no one could find them without the utmost effort. Hart made sure to keep an eye out for any signs of danger, while Zuri spent her time reflecting on everything that had happened—on how her life had been torn apart, how everything she had once known was now in pieces.The truth of her father’s death still haunted her, a reminder of the price she had paid for being caught in the war between the packs. And now, she was carrying Donavon’s children—children who would inherit the legacy of the very man who had taken her father’s life. How could she reconcile all of this
Chapter 63The atmosphere in the rogue camp was tense, the air thick with unease. The once unified force had become divided, and Zuri’s disappearance only fueled the fire. The elder rogues gathered around a large stone table, their faces grim, their voices low as they discussed the events that had unfolded."How could she betray us?" one of the younger rogues, a fierce woman with blood-red hair, snarled. Her eyes burned with anger. "She was meant to help us, to avenge the deaths of our people. And instead, she turns on us, becomes his mate, and brings destruction upon us. She’s no better than the rest of them."The others murmured in agreement. Her absence was a constant reminder of what had gone wrong. Some rogues were still unable to accept the betrayal they believed she had committed.But among the group, there were those who were more thoughtful, their faces etched with confusion and concern. One older rogue, a man with silver streaks in his dark hair, spoke up, his voice calm but
Chapter 62The voice that echoed through the trees was low, guttural, sending a wave of dread through Zuri’s veins. She hadn’t expected anyone to be out here, not this deep in the woods. But the sound of footsteps—shuffling, hurried—drove her heart into her throat. She instinctively moved closer to Hart, her breath shaky as the cold night air wrapped around them like a cloak.“Stay quiet,” Hart whispered, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the surrounding darkness. His hand went to the hilt of the sword at his waist, the metallic sound echoing softly in the stillness.Zuri’s pulse raced, her body tense, and though she wanted to ask who it was, she trusted Hart’s judgment. She didn’t need to speak. Her body communicated the fear, the uncertainty, and the urgency she felt. Every instinct she had screamed at her to run, but Hart held firm. He wouldn’t let her go.The sound of rustling leaves was growing closer, and Zuri could hear the soft whisper of branches bending under pressure. Then,