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The Exiled Luna Chapter 89
Thorold’s POV Stormfang had welcomed me and my parents had embraced me. The walls I had built around my heart had cracked But peace had never felt heavier. Everywhere I turned, I saw what could have been—the boy I should have been, the life I should have lived. Training grounds where I would have sparred alongside future warriors. The great library where my mother would have read to me beneath the golden banners. The alpha's war room where my father would have taught me about duty and leadership. Instead, I was a stranger here. A ghost wearing flesh. And every time I breathed in Stormfang’s scent—the scent of pine, frost, and pack—I wondered if I could ever truly belong. Training in the Old Ways “You're stiff,” Ryker said, circling me in the empty training yard. The sunrise lit his golden eyes, turning him into a shadow and flame figure. “I'm adjusting,” I grunted, rolling my shoulders. “You don’t have time to adjust,” he snapped—not cruelly, but urgently. “You’re th
Last Updated : 2025-04-28The Exiled Luna Chapter 90
Thorold’s POVWhen I woke the next morning, there was something different in the air. It wasn’t the threat that had haunted me in my dreams. It wasn’t fear or battle-readiness humming through the walls of Stormfang.It was... excitement.And it terrified me more than anything else.I found my parents waiting in the war room—not dressed for battle, but dressed like this was a normal day. Zara wore a simple silver tunic, her hair braided back neatly. Ryker leaned against the table, arms folded, wearing dark leathers but no armor.Seris sat in the corner, sipping tea, a faint smile tugging at her lips.Something was up.Ryker straightened. “We’ve made a decision.”I stiffened. “About what?”My mother Zara stepped forward, her hands clasped loosely. “You need more than just fighting, Thorold. More than just strength.”I frowned. “I’m already training harder than most warriors.”“Yes,” she agreed gently. “But that's not all being an Alpha—or the Veilborn—requires.”I stared between them. “
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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.
Last Updated : 2024-11-27The Exiled Luna Chapter 2
Zara's POV When I woke up, the world around me was disturbingly quiet, punctuated only by the hum of fluorescent lights. The antiseptic smell infiltrated my senses, and my body felt as if it were weighed down by a thousand bricks. My chest ached—not just from physical pain, but from the void left behind by my wolf, compounded by the heavy guilt pressing down on me. As I blinked until my surroundings came into focus, I noticed the cramped room clearly wasn’t designed for a long stay. As my surroundings came into focus, I took in the cramped room around me. The walls were stark white, bare except for a small, outdated clock ticking quietly above the door. A single narrow window let in a sliver of pale light, partially obscured by blinds that hadn’t been adjusted in years. The bed I lay on was stiff, the thin mattress offering little comfort, and the faint scent of antiseptic in the air. Most wolves healed quickly; places like this weren't built for a slow recovery. “Zara,” a fa
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Zara’s pov As soon as Ryker stormed out, slamming the door, the silence felt suffocating. I stood there, heart breaking all over again. “I knew it,” I said softly to Luna Diana. “He never loved me—just saw me as a friend. I thought I was different, but I was wrong.” Luna Diana's expression softened, allowing me to continue. “Even when we were younger, I convinced myself it wasn’t personal. But now, I see he never really saw me. And now…” I touched my stomach, where our child grew. “I need to leave this pack,” I said firmly. “Not just for me, but for my baby. If I stay, we won’t survive.” Luna Diana’s eyes widened, but she nodded. “What do you need, Zara?” “I have some savings from part-time work when i was in the university. It’s not much, but it’s a start. I just need help getting to the human world, somewhere I can hide and raise my baby.” After a long moment, she sighed. “I’ll help you. There’s someone I know at an art institution looking for someone with dance e
Last Updated : 2024-11-27The Exiled Luna Chapter 4
Zara's POV When I woke up, the world around me was disturbingly quiet, punctuated only by the hum of fluorescent lights. The antiseptic smell infiltrated my senses, and my body felt as if it were weighed down by a thousand bricks. My chest ached—not just from physical pain, but from the void left behind by my wolf, compounded by the heavy guilt pressing down on me. As I blinked until my surroundings came into focus, I noticed the cramped room clearly wasn’t designed for a long stay. As my surroundings came into focus, I took in the cramped room around me. The walls were stark white, bare except for a small, outdated clock ticking quietly above the door. A single narrow window let in a sliver of pale light, partially obscured by blinds that hadn’t been adjusted in years. The bed I lay on was stiff, the thin mattress offering little comfort, and the faint scent of antiseptic in the air. Most wolves healed quickly; places like this weren't built for a slow recovery. “Zara,” a fami
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Zara's povThe rest of the flight passed in a blur, my thoughts consumed by the frozen bank account. I couldn’t relax, couldn’t enjoy the fleeting sense of calm that Adrian’s company had offered. I kept replaying the notification in my mind, the words administrative action echoing like a warning bell. Someone had deliberately blocked my access to the money I needed to survive here. I fought the urge to open my phone again, to check for any updates, but I couldn’t afford to let my guard down. There were too many unanswered questions. Who had the power to freeze my account? And why now, of all times? As the plane began its descent, I made a mental list of people who might be involved. Ryker was an obvious suspect—he was always protective of me, but his need for control had pushed him to do some dangerous things in the past. Then there was Mia, whose relationship with me had become more strained with each passing year. But no matter how hard I tried to think it through, there was one
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Zara's POV The apartment was cold, the kind of cold that sank into your bones. It wasn’t just the temperature it was the silence, the emptiness. I dropped my bag by the door and looked around. The single room was small, with a creaky bed shoved against one wall and a kitchen that could barely fit one person. It wasn’t much, but it was mine for now. I sank onto the mattress and pulled out my phone again, hoping against hope that the bank notification had somehow been a mistake. It hadn’t. The account was still frozen, the message still glaring back at me like a taunt. My fingers itched to call the bank, but I knew better than to risk it. If the wrong person was behind this, contacting the bank might alert them to my exact location. I needed a plan, but my thoughts were jumbled, and exhaustion clawed at me. A knock on the door snapped me out of my spiral. I froze. “Zara?” a familiar voice called. “It’s Adrian. Just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” Relief washed over me as I
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Thorold’s POVWhen I woke the next morning, there was something different in the air. It wasn’t the threat that had haunted me in my dreams. It wasn’t fear or battle-readiness humming through the walls of Stormfang.It was... excitement.And it terrified me more than anything else.I found my parents waiting in the war room—not dressed for battle, but dressed like this was a normal day. Zara wore a simple silver tunic, her hair braided back neatly. Ryker leaned against the table, arms folded, wearing dark leathers but no armor.Seris sat in the corner, sipping tea, a faint smile tugging at her lips.Something was up.Ryker straightened. “We’ve made a decision.”I stiffened. “About what?”My mother Zara stepped forward, her hands clasped loosely. “You need more than just fighting, Thorold. More than just strength.”I frowned. “I’m already training harder than most warriors.”“Yes,” she agreed gently. “But that's not all being an Alpha—or the Veilborn—requires.”I stared between them. “
The Exiled Luna Chapter 89
Thorold’s POV Stormfang had welcomed me and my parents had embraced me. The walls I had built around my heart had cracked But peace had never felt heavier. Everywhere I turned, I saw what could have been—the boy I should have been, the life I should have lived. Training grounds where I would have sparred alongside future warriors. The great library where my mother would have read to me beneath the golden banners. The alpha's war room where my father would have taught me about duty and leadership. Instead, I was a stranger here. A ghost wearing flesh. And every time I breathed in Stormfang’s scent—the scent of pine, frost, and pack—I wondered if I could ever truly belong. Training in the Old Ways “You're stiff,” Ryker said, circling me in the empty training yard. The sunrise lit his golden eyes, turning him into a shadow and flame figure. “I'm adjusting,” I grunted, rolling my shoulders. “You don’t have time to adjust,” he snapped—not cruelly, but urgently. “You’re th
The Exiled Luna Chapter 88
Thorold’s POV The gates loomed in the distance—tall, silver-capped, and guarded by two towering stone wolves that glinted in the sunlight. The name had always sounded like a myth to me. A distant place spoken about only in riddles and half-truths. The pack my blood came from. The home I was never meant to see. And yet… here I was. Riding between two legends—my father, Alpha Ryker, his expression unreadable; and my mother, Luna Zara, her presence radiating calm even as her fingers gripped the reins of her horse just a little too tightly. This was the place where I would have taken my first steps. Spoken my first word. Shifted for the first time. Instead, I was returning as a stranger. But not for long. I glanced sideways at them—my parents. Even thinking the word still felt foreign. Parents. I had said it aloud for the first time only days ago, and now it beat through my chest like a new rhythm I hadn’t learned to dance to yet. They were quiet beside me. But not distant. Not
The Exiled Luna Chapter 87
Zara’s POVThe world was silent.Not even the wind dared speak as I stepped toward him—toward the boy who had haunted my dreams, lived in the hollow spaces of my soul, and burned in the back of my mind even when I couldn’t remember why.Thorold.He stood tall, wrapped in leather armor laced with symbols I didn’t recognize. His shoulders were broad, his eyes sharp like the edge of the moon. There was something wild and ancient about him, something that didn’t belong to this world entirely.But when he looked at me—really looked at me—I saw it.The little boy I had held for only moments before he was taken away. The baby I had whispered promises to in the dark. The life I thought I’d never see again.His mouth parted as if to speak, but no sound came.I took another step.Then another.Ryker was beside me, tense but silent. I could feel his heart pounding as loudly as mine.We weren’t Alpha and Luna now. We weren’t warriors or rulers or legend-bound lovers.We were just two broken peopl
The Exiled Luna Chaapter 86
Absolutely! Here's an intense, emotional, and captivating Chapter 10 from Zara (Zara’s POV) Dawn the gates of our pack was opened. I stood between two worlds—the one I had rebuilt from ashes, and the one waiting at the edge of destiny. Every heartbeat whispered the same word through my veins. Thorold. “Are you ready?” Seris asked, her eyes glowing faintly with power. I nodded once. “I’ve been ready since the moment I remembered his name.” Ryker stood beside me, his presence like a shield of steel and fury. He wore his Alpha armor—midnight black etched with silver—but it wasn’t the armor that made him feel so commanding. It was the storm in his eyes. He was holding himself together by sheer force of will. “I want to run,” I whispered. “I want to shift and run until my paws bleed.” Ryker gave a grim nod. “Same.” Seris mounted her mare, white as starlight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. “Then we go. The veil is thinning. The moment is near.” The Journey Begins We run-faster ,
The Exiled Luna Chapter 85
(Zara’s POV I didn’t expect him to knock. Ryker never knocked. Not back then. He used to barge in, all Alpha command and heavy steps, like his presence was both declaration and promise. But this time, he stood silently outside the guest wing door, waiting. When I opened it, I barely recognized him. The same golden eyes. The same powerful frame. But his edges had softened. There was pain behind the strength, and something that hadn’t been there before. Humility. “May I come in?” he asked, voice low and quiet. I nodded. He stepped inside, looking around the room I had claimed since returning to the pack.I hadn’t moved into the Luna’s quarters. I wasn’t ready for that yet. Too much had happened. Too many pieces still scattered between us. But now… now we were preparing to meet the one piece that had never stopped belonging to both of us, Our son. We didn’t speak at first. He stood near the window, watching the wind sweep through the pines outside. I sat on the edge of the bed,
The Exiled Luna Chapter 84
Thorold’s POVThe stars pulsed that night.I couldn’t sleep. My body was too restless, my mind wired with strange energy that wouldn’t settle. Something had shifted. I could feel it in my bones, in the way my heart beat faster without reason, in how my wolf paced under my skin like it was preparing for something ancient.And then, I heard it.Not in my ears. Not in the wind.But in my soul.A howl. Deep. Raw. Echoing across realms and reaching for something buried inside me.It wasn’t a call to battle.My body snapped upright in bed, drenched in sweat. My chest heaved, every breath tight and burning. My wolf surged forward, eyes glowing, claws half-formed.My lips parted before I even knew what I was doing.And I howled back.It was instinct. Bone-deep. Agonizing. Like opening a door that had been locked all my life.And through that door rushed memories that weren’t mine. Not images—feelings. A weighty kind of love. Loss. Regret. Hope so powerful it nearly brought me to my knees.My
The Exiled Luna Chapter 83
Alpha Ryker’s POV I had grown accustomed to silence. Not the kind that comes from solitude or peace. No—the silence that wrapped itself around me like a second skin was different. It was the hollow, gnawing kind. The kind that lived in your bones. The kind that came after losing something you never truly got the chance to hold. Sixteen years. That’s how long it had been since I watched the woman I loved break into pieces to protect a child the world wasn’t ready to embrace. Sixteen years since I felt the brief, flickering warmth of a tiny body against my chest—my son. Our son. And then, he was gone. Taken to protect him. To protect her. Zara chose to forget. The decision had nearly destroyed me, but I let her make it. Because she believed it was the only way to keep him safe. And maybe, deep down, so did I. But the silence never left. Not in my halls. Not in the forests I patrolled. Not in the bed I still couldn’t sleep in without imagining what could have been. The kn
The Exiled Luna Chapter 82
Zara’s POV It started with the wind. Soft at first. Then insistent. I was walking through the gardens behind the packhouse, letting the moonlight kiss my skin, enjoying the stillness. For months, peace had wrapped around me like a long-forgotten lover. No whispers of Mia, no attacks, no shadows clawing at my doorstep. Just the serenity of love—Ryker by my side, my title as Luna sealed, and a life I had finally claimed. But the wind changed that night. It whispered. Not in words, but in sensation. A pull. A tremor in the earth beneath my bare feet. My wolf stirred, her ears perking, her body tense. And then—I heard it. “Mother.” The word didn’t come from any direction I could name. It was within me, around me, threaded through my veins. I staggered, catching myself against the trunk of the moonwood tree, heart pounding. “Mother, find me.” The world faded. The stars above blinked out one by one. I felt my knees give way, my vision blurring as something ancient surged forward.
