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The Exiled Luna Chapter 76
Zara’s POV The air was crisp as I stood at the edge of the territory, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervous excitement. It had been six months. Six months of silence. Six months of peace. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no shadows lurking in the corners of my mind. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I was free. And I was ready to go home. Atlas stood before me, his golden eyes burning with unspoken emotion. He hadn’t changed—still as strong, still as breathtakingly commanding as the day we met. But there was something softer about him now. Something that told me he had waited for this moment, hoping, yet never forcing me into a decision I wasn’t ready to make. But I was ready now. “I never thought I’d see the day,” Atlas murmured, his voice deep and rich. “Zara, you’re back.” I stepped closer, inhaling his familiar scent—pine, rain, and something uniquely his. “I never should have left in the first place.” His jaw tensed, his hands
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Zara’s POV The road back to Atlas’s pack felt surreal. For six months, I had lived in a distant pack, training and healing, away from the chaos of my past. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no enemies lurking in the shadows. But I had been restless. Something inside me ached, not with fear, but with longing. I wanted to belong. And I knew where I belonged. The closer I got to Atlas’s territory, the more my wolf stirred inside me. She had been restless, urging me to return to the man who had once claimed me. Atlas had given me the freedom to leave, never demanding my return, but I knew he had never given up on me. I stood at the border, inhaling the familiar scent of pine, fresh rain, and something uniquely Atlas. A warmth spread through my chest. Then, a deep, commanding voice rang through the trees. “Zara.” I turned to see him. Atlas. He stood there, powerful and unwavering, his golden eyes locked onto mine. My heart skipped. He was the same man I had left behind—broad shoul
Last Updated : 2025-04-06The Exiled Luna Chapter 78
Zara’s POV The whisper echoed like a breath across my skin, soft and cold, raising goosebumps along my arms. My eyes snapped open, the velvet shadows of the room pressing in close, and yet… nothing moved. Atlas slept beside me, steady and unaware, his arm draped protectively across my waist. My breath caught. I sat up slowly, careful not to disturb him, and stared into the moonlit darkness that filtered through the windows. No footsteps. No movement. No sign of life beyond these walls. But I had *heard* it. A voice. Not imagined. Not dreamt. Real. Find me. My hands trembled slightly as I swung my legs off the bed, quietly tiptoeing toward the balcony. The breeze outside kissed my skin, stirring my nightgown as I gripped the stone railing. The forest beyond looked as peaceful as ever. And yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something—*someone*—was calling to me. Not a threat. Not Mia. Not Selene. This felt… older. Familiar in a strange, bone-deep way. “Zara?”
Last Updated : 2025-04-07The Exiled Luna Chapter 79
Zara’s POV The road back to Atlas’s pack felt surreal. For six months, I had lived in a distant pack, training and healing, away from the chaos of my past. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no enemies lurking in the shadows. But I had been restless. Something inside me ached, not with fear, but with longing. I wanted to belong. And I knew where I belonged. The closer I got to Atlas’s territory, the more my wolf stirred inside me. She had been restless, urging me to return to the man who had once claimed me. Atlas had given me the freedom to leave, never demanding my return, but I knew he had never given up on me. I stood at the border, inhaling the familiar scent of pine, fresh rain, and something uniquely Atlas. A warmth spread through my chest. Then, a deep, commanding voice rang through the trees. “Zara.” I turned to see him. Atlas. He stood there, powerful and unwavering, his golden eyes locked onto mine. My heart skipped. He was the same man I had left behind—broad shoul
Last Updated : 2025-04-08The Exiled Luna Chapter 80
Chapter 4 Thorold’s POVThe figure moved through the mist like it obeyed him, parting with every deliberate step. Cloaked in obsidian black with a hood pulled low over his face, he looked like a creature conjured from one of the forbidden scrolls in the Eldoria archives. Everything in me tensed—my claws itched beneath my skin, my wolf alert and growling.He didn’t belong here.No one just entered Eldoria.My training screamed at me to shift, to attack, but something—some strange, ancient instinct—kept me rooted.He stopped a few feet away, and even though I couldn’t see his face clearly, I could feel his eyes on me. Studying me. Measuring me."You're taller than I expected,” he said finally, his voice smooth, melodic, and ageless. “And stronger.”I didn’t reply. Instead, I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin. “Who are you? And how did you get past the wards?”A hint of amusement curled in his tone. “Wards bend for those they recognize.”My blood chilled. “What does that mean?”He
Last Updated : 2025-04-24The Exiled Luna Chapter 81
Thorold’s POVThe flames of the Eldoria fire pit burned low, casting long golden shadows against the stone walls. I sat across from Arcturus, my body still thrumming with the echo of Solas’s words: She’s alive. She’s been looking for you.The quiet between us felt like a taut wire, ready to snap. Arcturus hadn’t spoken since I’d returned from the cliffs, but I could feel it—the weight of something he’d been holding back for years.Finally, he broke the silence.“You’ve been asking the wrong question all your life,” he said quietly, not looking at me.I tensed. “What do you mean?”“You’ve always asked who you are. But the truth lies in who you come from.”His words struck like thunder. I leaned forward, pulse pounding. “Then tell me. All of it. No more half-truths. No more riddles.”Arcturus finally turned his eyes to mine. “Your name—Thorold—was chosen for you by your mother. She named you after an ancient guardian in werewolf lore, one who stood between the realms of light and shadow
Last Updated : 2025-04-24The 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.
Last Updated : 2025-04-24The 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
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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
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(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.
The Exiled Luna Chapter 81
Thorold’s POVThe flames of the Eldoria fire pit burned low, casting long golden shadows against the stone walls. I sat across from Arcturus, my body still thrumming with the echo of Solas’s words: She’s alive. She’s been looking for you.The quiet between us felt like a taut wire, ready to snap. Arcturus hadn’t spoken since I’d returned from the cliffs, but I could feel it—the weight of something he’d been holding back for years.Finally, he broke the silence.“You’ve been asking the wrong question all your life,” he said quietly, not looking at me.I tensed. “What do you mean?”“You’ve always asked who you are. But the truth lies in who you come from.”His words struck like thunder. I leaned forward, pulse pounding. “Then tell me. All of it. No more half-truths. No more riddles.”Arcturus finally turned his eyes to mine. “Your name—Thorold—was chosen for you by your mother. She named you after an ancient guardian in werewolf lore, one who stood between the realms of light and shadow
The Exiled Luna Chapter 80
Chapter 4 Thorold’s POVThe figure moved through the mist like it obeyed him, parting with every deliberate step. Cloaked in obsidian black with a hood pulled low over his face, he looked like a creature conjured from one of the forbidden scrolls in the Eldoria archives. Everything in me tensed—my claws itched beneath my skin, my wolf alert and growling.He didn’t belong here.No one just entered Eldoria.My training screamed at me to shift, to attack, but something—some strange, ancient instinct—kept me rooted.He stopped a few feet away, and even though I couldn’t see his face clearly, I could feel his eyes on me. Studying me. Measuring me."You're taller than I expected,” he said finally, his voice smooth, melodic, and ageless. “And stronger.”I didn’t reply. Instead, I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin. “Who are you? And how did you get past the wards?”A hint of amusement curled in his tone. “Wards bend for those they recognize.”My blood chilled. “What does that mean?”He
The Exiled Luna Chapter 79
Zara’s POV The road back to Atlas’s pack felt surreal. For six months, I had lived in a distant pack, training and healing, away from the chaos of my past. No threats, no whispers of Mia, no enemies lurking in the shadows. But I had been restless. Something inside me ached, not with fear, but with longing. I wanted to belong. And I knew where I belonged. The closer I got to Atlas’s territory, the more my wolf stirred inside me. She had been restless, urging me to return to the man who had once claimed me. Atlas had given me the freedom to leave, never demanding my return, but I knew he had never given up on me. I stood at the border, inhaling the familiar scent of pine, fresh rain, and something uniquely Atlas. A warmth spread through my chest. Then, a deep, commanding voice rang through the trees. “Zara.” I turned to see him. Atlas. He stood there, powerful and unwavering, his golden eyes locked onto mine. My heart skipped. He was the same man I had left behind—broad shoul
