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The Exiled Luna Chapter 109
Thorold’s POV The Hollow was quieter now, too quiet. It wasn’t just my paranoia. The wolves around me—once watchful but warm—had grown colder. Eyes that used to greet mine now slid past. Conversations stopped when I entered a room. And the wind carried whispers I wasn’t meant to hear. “He wasn’t meant to see that vision.” “He touched the Threadstream too soon.” “If he fractures, the Hollow falls with him.” Elyra had assured me everything was fine. That I was progressing faster than expected. But progress shouldn’t feel like isolation. I wasn’t just training anymore. I was being observed. I was summoned to the outer ring for a new lesson—one I hadn’t heard of before. Elyra didn’t meet me. Instead, I was met by a Guardian named Maelen. Tall. Silent. Eyes like winter steel. He gave no instructions. Just gestured for me to follow. We moved through unfamiliar paths, deeper into the Hollow’s roots. Into the dark. “Where are we going?” I asked. He didn’t respond. When we st
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29The Exiled Luna Chapter 110
Thorold’s POV The blade at my throat was cold. Not just in temperature — it carried the chill of betrayal. It was the kind of cold that sinks into your skin, slides down into your bones, and makes you wonder if everything you’ve known was a lie. The face behind the blade was shadowed at first. But the voice? I knew it. “Lira,” I said quietly. “Why?” She didn’t flinch. Didn’t try to lie. Her grip on the dagger remained steady, her expression unreadable. “You were never supposed to get this far,” she said. “You were meant to burn out — like the others.” I blinked. “Others?” She hesitated. For just a breath. And in that pause, I saw her for what she really was. Not just a spy, but just a traitor. “The Council sent you,” I said. “To what? Watch me? Report on me? Kill me if I crossed a line?” “Yes,” she said. “But that’s not all.” The blade didn’t move. “Then what?” She stepped back slightly. Not lowering the knife — but giving us both room to breathe. “I was born in a
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29The Exiled Luna Chapter 111
Zara’s POV The bell rang just after dawn. It wasn’t a warning bell or a ceremonial chime — it was the ancient bell built into Stormfang’s oldest watchtower. A relic of the first Luna, meant only to sound when the veil between worlds trembled. It hadn’t rung in over two hundred years. Until now. I froze where I stood, halfway down the corridor toward the infirmary. The sound pierced through my bones like a forgotten memory coming back to life. Ryker was already moving when I turned the corner. “You felt it,” he said. Not a question. I nodded, one hand on my chest. “It was him.” He didn’t ask how I knew. We both did. The Pulse of Power Throughout the packlands, wolves dropped what they were doing. Warriors emerged from training grounds, scholars abandoned scrolls, and pups looked skyward like they sensed something bigger than themselves had awakened. A pulse of magic had torn through the air — not violent, not chaotic. But final. As if a seal had broken.
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Thorold’s POV The next morning, the Circle summoned everyone to the Basin. Not just Guardians or Seers, but every wolf, every spellweaver, every outlier who had made their home beneath Black Hollow’s ancient roots. Elyra stood tall at the heart of the circle of stone, her gold eyes sharp but unreadable. I stood beside her, the orb in my pocket pulsing like it was alive. Lira was near the edge, hidden behind two other students. I’d asked her not to stand beside me. Not yet, Not until this ended. Not until I knew who would survive it. Maelen was already there when I arrived — arms crossed, expression carved from stone, a picture of control. He offered me no greeting, no accusation. But his eyes? They knew I knew. Elyra raised her voice, letting it ring across the Basin like a bell. “There has been a fracture in the Hollow,” she said. “A seed of corruption planted where we should have only had sanctuary. This gathering is not a trial of law…” She turned toward me.
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29The Exiled Luna Chapter 113
(Zara’s POV) The wind had changed. I felt it the moment I stepped outside the Stormfang manor — the bite in the air, the tension in the leaves, like the trees themselves were holding their breath. Something had shifted. No messages. No messengers. Just instinct. Just a mother’s bond. I looked toward the distant north, toward the invisible cradle of Black Hollow, and felt it in my chest — a ripple. Not pain. Not fear. Thorold had done something. Something that would either mark the beginning of peace… or war. The Warning from the Seer Ryker found me an hour later in the old temple ruins just beyond the training fields. I stood near the worn stone altar, palms pressed against the moss-covered runes. “He’s still alive,” he said quietly. I nodded. “But something’s coming.” Seris arrived soon after. Her silver cloak billowed in the wind that didn’t touch the trees. “I saw fire last night,” she said without preamble. “Not destruction. Not yet. But the kind that signals mov
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29The Exiled Luna Chapter 114
Thorold’s POV I’d been told once that war didn’t begin with a blade. It began with whispers. Black Hollow was quiet now, but not calm. Since Maelen’s exile, the atmosphere had shifted. Wolves no longer trained with focus. Conversations felt heavier, looks lasted longer. It wasn’t fear anymore—it was expectation. Everyone waiting to see what I would do next. I wasn’t sure what they saw when they looked at me. A leader? A threat? A weapon they hoped would turn toward their enemies and not their homes? I stood at the center of the Basin, alone. The runes in the stone pulsed beneath my feet, sensing the change. The Veil, too, knew something was coming. And it was coming fast. Behind me, Lira approached in silence. “They’re gathering near the southern ridge,” she said. “Elyra says the Hollow has never seen so many wolves ready for battle.” “They’re not ready for what’s coming,” I murmured. She stepped beside me, her voice low. “Neither are we.” We both looked out toward the wood
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Thorold’s POV We were three days from moving when the first arrow fell. It landed at the edge of Black Hollow’s northern cliffs—no message, no warning. Just flame. A Council mark, scorched into the shaft. They weren’t coming. They were **already here**. I stood with Kael at the watch post when the second wave hit. Not arrows this time—but mist. Thick, black, rolling like a storm tide, choking the trees below the ridge. Lira appeared moments later, breathless. “Scouts aren’t returning from the frostwood. They're being pulled—one by one—into the fog.” “Magic?” I asked. She nodded. “Blood-bound.” “Council-grade?” “Yes.” Kael’s claws extended instinctively. “They’re cloaking their army.” “No,” I said, my voice low. “They’re cloaking something worse.” We had to move. The command hall shook with urgency. Maps unrolled. Wards lit. Spells drawn into the air like threads across time. Elyra stood at the center, calm, but I could see the tension in her shoulders. The Council had n
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Zara's pov I froze at the top of the stairs, watching in horror as Mia tumbled down. She hit the floor with a sickening thud, a deep claw mark across her chest bleeding uncontrollably. My hands trembled, clutching the pregnancy test results I had fought so hard to hide. Panic consumed me, and before I could stop it, my wolf had surfaced. My claws had struck her. My sister. Ryker, my mate the one I had loved since childhood, the one I had always dreamed of standing beside—was by Mia’s side in an instant. His face was a storm of fury, his jaw clenched as his piercing eyes locked onto mine. In that moment, he wasn’t just my Alpha, the leader of our pack; he was the man I had spent my whole life longing for, trusting, and cherishing. But the words he spoke shattered me. “What have you done, Zara?” he roared, his voice echoing with raw anger. “How could you be so cruel?” I flinched as though he had struck me. His accusation, his disbelief in me, cut deeper than any wound ever could.
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The Exiled Luna Chapter 115
Thorold’s POV We were three days from moving when the first arrow fell. It landed at the edge of Black Hollow’s northern cliffs—no message, no warning. Just flame. A Council mark, scorched into the shaft. They weren’t coming. They were **already here**. I stood with Kael at the watch post when the second wave hit. Not arrows this time—but mist. Thick, black, rolling like a storm tide, choking the trees below the ridge. Lira appeared moments later, breathless. “Scouts aren’t returning from the frostwood. They're being pulled—one by one—into the fog.” “Magic?” I asked. She nodded. “Blood-bound.” “Council-grade?” “Yes.” Kael’s claws extended instinctively. “They’re cloaking their army.” “No,” I said, my voice low. “They’re cloaking something worse.” We had to move. The command hall shook with urgency. Maps unrolled. Wards lit. Spells drawn into the air like threads across time. Elyra stood at the center, calm, but I could see the tension in her shoulders. The Council had n
The Exiled Luna Chapter 114
Thorold’s POV I’d been told once that war didn’t begin with a blade. It began with whispers. Black Hollow was quiet now, but not calm. Since Maelen’s exile, the atmosphere had shifted. Wolves no longer trained with focus. Conversations felt heavier, looks lasted longer. It wasn’t fear anymore—it was expectation. Everyone waiting to see what I would do next. I wasn’t sure what they saw when they looked at me. A leader? A threat? A weapon they hoped would turn toward their enemies and not their homes? I stood at the center of the Basin, alone. The runes in the stone pulsed beneath my feet, sensing the change. The Veil, too, knew something was coming. And it was coming fast. Behind me, Lira approached in silence. “They’re gathering near the southern ridge,” she said. “Elyra says the Hollow has never seen so many wolves ready for battle.” “They’re not ready for what’s coming,” I murmured. She stepped beside me, her voice low. “Neither are we.” We both looked out toward the wood
The Exiled Luna Chapter 113
(Zara’s POV) The wind had changed. I felt it the moment I stepped outside the Stormfang manor — the bite in the air, the tension in the leaves, like the trees themselves were holding their breath. Something had shifted. No messages. No messengers. Just instinct. Just a mother’s bond. I looked toward the distant north, toward the invisible cradle of Black Hollow, and felt it in my chest — a ripple. Not pain. Not fear. Thorold had done something. Something that would either mark the beginning of peace… or war. The Warning from the Seer Ryker found me an hour later in the old temple ruins just beyond the training fields. I stood near the worn stone altar, palms pressed against the moss-covered runes. “He’s still alive,” he said quietly. I nodded. “But something’s coming.” Seris arrived soon after. Her silver cloak billowed in the wind that didn’t touch the trees. “I saw fire last night,” she said without preamble. “Not destruction. Not yet. But the kind that signals mov
The Exiled Luna Chapter 112
Thorold’s POV The next morning, the Circle summoned everyone to the Basin. Not just Guardians or Seers, but every wolf, every spellweaver, every outlier who had made their home beneath Black Hollow’s ancient roots. Elyra stood tall at the heart of the circle of stone, her gold eyes sharp but unreadable. I stood beside her, the orb in my pocket pulsing like it was alive. Lira was near the edge, hidden behind two other students. I’d asked her not to stand beside me. Not yet, Not until this ended. Not until I knew who would survive it. Maelen was already there when I arrived — arms crossed, expression carved from stone, a picture of control. He offered me no greeting, no accusation. But his eyes? They knew I knew. Elyra raised her voice, letting it ring across the Basin like a bell. “There has been a fracture in the Hollow,” she said. “A seed of corruption planted where we should have only had sanctuary. This gathering is not a trial of law…” She turned toward me.
The Exiled Luna Chapter 111
Zara’s POV The bell rang just after dawn. It wasn’t a warning bell or a ceremonial chime — it was the ancient bell built into Stormfang’s oldest watchtower. A relic of the first Luna, meant only to sound when the veil between worlds trembled. It hadn’t rung in over two hundred years. Until now. I froze where I stood, halfway down the corridor toward the infirmary. The sound pierced through my bones like a forgotten memory coming back to life. Ryker was already moving when I turned the corner. “You felt it,” he said. Not a question. I nodded, one hand on my chest. “It was him.” He didn’t ask how I knew. We both did. The Pulse of Power Throughout the packlands, wolves dropped what they were doing. Warriors emerged from training grounds, scholars abandoned scrolls, and pups looked skyward like they sensed something bigger than themselves had awakened. A pulse of magic had torn through the air — not violent, not chaotic. But final. As if a seal had broken.
The Exiled Luna Chapter 110
Thorold’s POV The blade at my throat was cold. Not just in temperature — it carried the chill of betrayal. It was the kind of cold that sinks into your skin, slides down into your bones, and makes you wonder if everything you’ve known was a lie. The face behind the blade was shadowed at first. But the voice? I knew it. “Lira,” I said quietly. “Why?” She didn’t flinch. Didn’t try to lie. Her grip on the dagger remained steady, her expression unreadable. “You were never supposed to get this far,” she said. “You were meant to burn out — like the others.” I blinked. “Others?” She hesitated. For just a breath. And in that pause, I saw her for what she really was. Not just a spy, but just a traitor. “The Council sent you,” I said. “To what? Watch me? Report on me? Kill me if I crossed a line?” “Yes,” she said. “But that’s not all.” The blade didn’t move. “Then what?” She stepped back slightly. Not lowering the knife — but giving us both room to breathe. “I was born in a
The Exiled Luna Chapter 109
Thorold’s POV The Hollow was quieter now, too quiet. It wasn’t just my paranoia. The wolves around me—once watchful but warm—had grown colder. Eyes that used to greet mine now slid past. Conversations stopped when I entered a room. And the wind carried whispers I wasn’t meant to hear. “He wasn’t meant to see that vision.” “He touched the Threadstream too soon.” “If he fractures, the Hollow falls with him.” Elyra had assured me everything was fine. That I was progressing faster than expected. But progress shouldn’t feel like isolation. I wasn’t just training anymore. I was being observed. I was summoned to the outer ring for a new lesson—one I hadn’t heard of before. Elyra didn’t meet me. Instead, I was met by a Guardian named Maelen. Tall. Silent. Eyes like winter steel. He gave no instructions. Just gestured for me to follow. We moved through unfamiliar paths, deeper into the Hollow’s roots. Into the dark. “Where are we going?” I asked. He didn’t respond. When we st
The Exiled Luna Chapter 108
Thorold’s POV Black Hollow did not train warriors. It unraveled them thread by thread—until only the raw core remained. Then, and only then, did it start to rebuild. The first time I stepped into the Circle’s sanctum, I felt like the air itself rejected me. Every breath was too sharp, like drawing in starlight and thorns. The stone beneath my feet hummed with something… aware. I could feel it moving beneath the surface, ancient and watching. Elyra, the woman with gold eyes and a voice like midnight wind, stood waiting at the center of the sanctum. Around her, runes pulsed in a rhythm I couldn’t hear but could feel echoing in my bones. “You’ll need to let go of everything you think you know,” she said, her gaze piercing but not unkind. “Your name. Your blood. Even your wolf.” I swallowed hard. “Why?” “Because the Veil doesn’t care about legacies. It only listens to balance. You can’t touch it while clinging to who you were.” I nodded. I wasn’t sure I understood her. But I kne
The Exiled Luna Chapter 107
Zara’s POV The path out of Black Hollow was steep. Too steep. Every step away from him felt like betrayal. Ryker didn’t speak for the first hour. Neither did I. What could we say? What words could soften the truth that once again, we were walking away from our son? Except this time, it was his choice. This time, we weren’t the ones who had to make the sacrifice. He was. And we had to live with it. I rode just behind Ryker, watching the way his shoulders stayed stiff beneath his cloak, the way his hands clenched the reins too tightly. He was unraveling quietly — the way only he could. Not in rage or tears. But in the way he wouldn’t look back. Not once. “He’s stronger now,” I said finally, needing to fill the silence with something that didn’t ache. “You saw it. He’s not lost.” Ryker didn’t answer right away. Then: “He was always strong. We just never gave him the space to find it.” I swallowed hard. “You blame us?” “I blame the world,” he said. “And maybe myself. A lit
