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Chapter 3: A Dance of Flames
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2025-04-15 18:59:26I should’ve seen it coming.
The moment I stepped into the training grounds, I knew everything was about to change. I could feel it in the air, thick with the scent of sweat and raw power, the thrum of energy crackling just beneath the surface. The sound of wolves clashing, their bodies slamming against the earth in training, filled the space around me. But none of it mattered. Not when I was staring directly at him. Lucian Hale. Alpha. King of the Silvermist Pack. A beast with the power to crush anyone who crossed him, and yet... here he was, watching me like I was the most intriguing thing he’d ever seen. I can’t be distracted. Not by him, not by anything. I try to shake it off, focusing on the other candidates. I have to. I need to. but when I glance toward the edge of the arena, his gaze is already on me. It’s like a magnetic force, pulling me in. The intensity of his eyes almost makes my heart stop for a beat. He’s not just watching me. He’s studying me. The thought sends a jolt through me, something sharp and unsettling. I force myself to turn my back to him, moving further into the training grounds. I can’t let him get to me. Not now. Not when I’m here for something much bigger than whatever twisted game he’s playing. I spot one of the other candidates, Mara, her form flawless as she executes a high spin kick, taking down a sparring partner in one fluid motion. I try to pay attention, but all I can feel is Lucian’s presence hovering behind me, like a storm waiting to hit. “Nice form,” I say, trying to focus. Mara flashes a smile. “Thanks. But you don’t look so convinced.” “I’m just here to observe,” I reply, my voice casual, but my words betray me. Even I can hear the tension in them. My hands clench into fists at my sides, and I have to fight the urge to glance over my shoulder again. “I thought you were a rogue?” Mara says with a raised brow. There’s a challenge in her tone. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid of a little sparring.” I force a tight-lipped smile. “I’m not afraid. Just... picking my battles.” She eyes me for a moment, then shrugs, stepping away from the fight. “Suit yourself. But if you want to last in this pack, you’ll have to fight. That’s what we do here.” I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. I didn’t come here to play games. But Mara’s right. I’ll need to fight. To prove I belong. To prove I’m not weak. I square my shoulders and move toward the sparring circle, my eyes catching Lucian once more. This time, I can’t look away. He’s not participating in the trials. Instead, he’s standing just beyond the circle, his expression unreadable, his posture rigid. But the moment our eyes lock, there’s a shift. A current. As if something deep inside both of us reacts. My breath catches in my throat, and for a second, I wonder if he can feel it too, the invisible bond pulling us together. A sudden growl of frustration escapes me. I’m not here for him. I can’t afford to be here for him. But he doesn’t seem to care. His gaze flickers from mine, then to the other candidates. It’s as if he’s waiting for something. Or maybe he’s just... waiting for me. I push the thought aside, stepping into the sparring ring with another candidate... Caleb. He’s tall, built like a brick wall, with a confident grin plastered on his face. The moment I face him, I feel the shift in the air. He’s a challenge, and I know this won’t be easy. “Ready to lose?” Caleb smirks, already circling me, his eyes gleaming with arrogance. I don’t answer. I don’t need to. I’m here to show him, and everyone, that I’m not some rogue who can be taken down easily. I wait for him to make the first move. And sure enough, he charges, throwing a punch. I sidestep, letting him pass by me. He stumbles, off balance, and before he can right himself, I push him to the ground with a sharp twist of my leg. He crashes to the floor with a grunt, and for a split second, I almost feel bad for him. Almost. But then I hear Lucian’s voice. “Well done,” he says, his tone low, his eyes unwavering as they fix on me. My breath catches. He’s not supposed to be watching me. He shouldn’t be watching me at all. But here he is, like a shadow lingering just out of reach. I turn away from him, trying to shake off the feeling that’s crawling up my spine. Focus, Sera. I remind myself again. Focus. Caleb scrambles to his feet, glaring at me. “You got lucky.” “Don’t mistake skill for luck,” I reply, my voice clipped. His lips curl in a sneer, but he steps back, his eyes narrowing. “We’ll see how long that skill lasts when the real fight begins.” I don’t respond, not because I don’t have words, but because I’m already moving. I don’t have time for his petty threats. Not when Lucian is still staring at me like I’m the only thing that matters in this entire arena. I keep my eyes forward, refusing to look at him again. But that doesn’t stop the heat from rising in my chest. I walk out of the ring, ignoring the whispers from the other candidates. They’re all watching me, sizing me up. But it’s Lucian’s eyes that I can feel on my back. They burn through me, and no matter how much I try to push it down, I can’t ignore the way my heart speeds up every time I meet his gaze. I need to get out of here. I need to breathe. The walls are closing in on me, the weight of his presence too much. I make my way toward the exit, but then I hear his voice again, this time closer. “Sera.” It’s barely a whisper, but it’s enough to make me freeze in my tracks. I don’t turn around. “I’m not interested, Lucian,” I say, my voice shaky, betraying the words I’m trying to force out. I want to sound strong. I want to sound confident. But it’s hard when all I can feel is him. His power, his dominance, his presence. He doesn’t move closer, but I can hear him. I can feel the weight of his stare. “I never said you were,” he replies, and his voice is so calm, so sure, it sends a shiver down my spine. “But I am curious... What’s your real reason for being here?” My jaw tightens, but I don’t turn around. Not yet. “I’m here to fight,” I say, trying to sound unwavering. He’s silent for a moment. Then, his voice, low and dangerous, reaches me again. “We’ll see about that, Sera.” And with that, I know. I’m in deeper than I ever thought.
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The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 4: The Alpha’s Shadow
“You didn’t tell me you knew how to fight like that.”The voice came from behind me, smooth and lazy. I didn’t even need to look to know it was him.Lucian.The hairs on my arms stood on end, my body instinctively tensing. I kept walking, ignoring the way his presence filled every corner of the hallway behind the training grounds. My boots echoed against the cold stone floor, but his footsteps were silent. Still, I knew he was there. lurking like a predator who had no need to rush the kill.“I don’t owe you an explanation,” I said, not bothering to turn around.A pause. Then, “No, you don’t.”I stopped. My hand rested on the metal handle of the door leading outside, but I didn’t push it open yet. The air around us thickened, like fog laced with static. I hated how he made everything feel more alive. More dangerous.“But you walked into my territory,” he added, “and into my trials. You’re not exactly a ghost anymore, Sera.”I slowly turned around to face him. He leaned against the wall
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I didn’t sleep.Not because I was scared. Fear was too soft for what twisted in my chest.I was restless.All night, my fingers played with the hem of the sheet, my body aching from the maze, and my mind tracing paths that didn’t exist yet. What I did yesterday… it worked. I caught Lucian off guard.But it wasn’t enough.Getting through the maze was survival.Getting close to him, that was the beginning of war.Morning came too fast. Pale light soaked through the barrack windows. Girls rushed around the bunks, excitement bubbling in their throats like champagne. Giddy. Nervous. Trying to convince themselves they had a chance.Mara handed me a piece of bread and a tight look. “They posted the next test.”“What is it?”“Combat rounds.”I chewed slowly. “Weapons?”She shook her head. “Claws. Teeth. Nothing but your own strength.”Figures.My body hadn’t fully recovered from the maze, but I didn’t let it show. Bruises could heal later. Bones could rest later. Right now, I had a part to pl
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There was a storm coming.I could feel it in the silence. In the way the sky stayed gray even after sunrise. In how everyone moved slower that morning, like the cold had crept into our bones.But mostly, I felt it in the way Kade looked at me.He didn’t speak during the morning drills. Didn’t spar. Didn’t joke with the handlers the way he usually did, even when his jokes were dry enough to cut glass. He just watched.Me.I should’ve ignored it. Should’ve kept my eyes on the target and my mind wrapped around sttategy like I always did.But I felt his stare like heat across my spine.When we were dismissed, I turned to leave, but he blocked the path before I could take two steps.“Come with me.”I looked at his hand, not his face. “Why?”“You ask too many questions.”“And you’re too used to people following orders.”Kade didn’t move. His hand stayed by his side. His jaw was set, but not in anger. Something else simmered there. A warning he hadn’t spoken yet.I sighed and stepped past hi
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The first time I killed a man, I was fourteen.I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I didn’t run. I just stared at my hands and thought, so this is what it means to survive.Nobody taught me how to fight back then. There were no instructors. No drills. No strategy sessions around a campfire.Just instinct. Hunger. And blood. Always blood.“You can’t eat berries that close to the road.”I turned my head fast, a sharp snap of my neck, ready to bolt.But it was only her—Ayla. Thin as bone, faster than anyone I’d met in the wild. She must’ve been sixteen then, maybe seventeen. Smelled like pine needles and sweat.She tossed a small rabbit at my feet. I didn’t move.“Don’t make me regret helping you,” she said.“I didn’t ask for help.”She crouched low. “No. You just looked one second away from collapsing.”I remember trying to glare, but my vision was hazy. My stomach hollowed out like someone had scooped it clean.“You alone?” she asked.“Always.”“Good.”I blinked. “Why?”Ayla’s mouth twitche
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I remember the blood.Not just the metallic sting of it in the air or the way it soaked into the soil under my bare feet. I remember how it felt. Warm, sticky, terrifying. It ran down my father’s temple in slow drips, each one marking time like a cursed metronome. My mother’s heartbeat was the last thing I heard before it all went still.That night ruined everything.It was supposed to be just another Moon Gathering. The elders said the blood moon was rare, a symbol of strength, a time for all packs to meet and share peace under the stars. I wore my best white dress, the one with tiny flowers stitched into the hem, and my mother had braided my hair with bits of blue ribbon. I felt important, maybe even a little magical.But the magic didn’t last.The first scream cut through the silence like claws through flesh. Then came the sound of wolves shifting. Not the usual kind either, these weren’t peaceful wolves joining in the ritual howl. These were hungry, angry, wild.They were rogues.
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Lucian Hale's POVThe Silvermist Pack is a machine, always moving, always functioning. For a moment, I stand still in the grand hall, my fingers curled around the hilt of my sword, letting the weight of this responsibility press into me. My mind should be focused on the Luna trials ahead, on the state of my pack, but there’s something in the air today. Something different.I don’t believe in fate. I stopped believing in that nonsense the moment my parents died and I was thrust into the brutal world of Alpha leadership. No gods, no prophecies. Only power, and the price that comes with it.But when I first saw her, I thought about it. Fate, that is.Sera Ashenvale.She’s nothing like the others. The other candidates, the women who think this Luna thing is some kind of contest. Beautiful, poised, full of charm and grace. They’re what I’m supposed to want. What any Alpha would want. But she? She’s an enigma wrapped in danger.Her eyes don’t shimmer like the others. They’re dark. Piercing.
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(Sera’s POV) My heart is still racing when I walk away from him.It’s not supposed to be like this. I’m not supposed to feel anything, especially not for someone like him. But here I am, my pulse erratic, my breath shallow, and my mind spinning in every direction. Lucian Hale, the Alpha of Silvermist Pack. The man who exudes power like a weapon, the one who’s not afraid to use it, and yet somehow... somehow, I can’t shake the thought of him.Maybe it’s because of the way he looked at me, or maybe it’s the fire in his eyes that’s dangerous enough to burn everything in its path. But whatever it is, it stirs something deep inside me. Something I’ve kept buried for years.I can’t afford to be distracted. Not now. Not when my mission is clear. I came here for a reason, and that reason isn’t to get tangled up in some Alpha’s games. I’m not interested in playing by their rules. And I’m certainly not here to fall for someone who thinks he can control me.But the thing is, I didn’t come here
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-15
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The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 8: A Wolf In Disguise
The first time I killed a man, I was fourteen.I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I didn’t run. I just stared at my hands and thought, so this is what it means to survive.Nobody taught me how to fight back then. There were no instructors. No drills. No strategy sessions around a campfire.Just instinct. Hunger. And blood. Always blood.“You can’t eat berries that close to the road.”I turned my head fast, a sharp snap of my neck, ready to bolt.But it was only her—Ayla. Thin as bone, faster than anyone I’d met in the wild. She must’ve been sixteen then, maybe seventeen. Smelled like pine needles and sweat.She tossed a small rabbit at my feet. I didn’t move.“Don’t make me regret helping you,” she said.“I didn’t ask for help.”She crouched low. “No. You just looked one second away from collapsing.”I remember trying to glare, but my vision was hazy. My stomach hollowed out like someone had scooped it clean.“You alone?” she asked.“Always.”“Good.”I blinked. “Why?”Ayla’s mouth twitche
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 7: Kade’s Warning
There was a storm coming.I could feel it in the silence. In the way the sky stayed gray even after sunrise. In how everyone moved slower that morning, like the cold had crept into our bones.But mostly, I felt it in the way Kade looked at me.He didn’t speak during the morning drills. Didn’t spar. Didn’t joke with the handlers the way he usually did, even when his jokes were dry enough to cut glass. He just watched.Me.I should’ve ignored it. Should’ve kept my eyes on the target and my mind wrapped around sttategy like I always did.But I felt his stare like heat across my spine.When we were dismissed, I turned to leave, but he blocked the path before I could take two steps.“Come with me.”I looked at his hand, not his face. “Why?”“You ask too many questions.”“And you’re too used to people following orders.”Kade didn’t move. His hand stayed by his side. His jaw was set, but not in anger. Something else simmered there. A warning he hadn’t spoken yet.I sighed and stepped past hi
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 6: The First Test
I didn’t sleep.Not because I was scared. Fear was too soft for what twisted in my chest.I was restless.All night, my fingers played with the hem of the sheet, my body aching from the maze, and my mind tracing paths that didn’t exist yet. What I did yesterday… it worked. I caught Lucian off guard.But it wasn’t enough.Getting through the maze was survival.Getting close to him, that was the beginning of war.Morning came too fast. Pale light soaked through the barrack windows. Girls rushed around the bunks, excitement bubbling in their throats like champagne. Giddy. Nervous. Trying to convince themselves they had a chance.Mara handed me a piece of bread and a tight look. “They posted the next test.”“What is it?”“Combat rounds.”I chewed slowly. “Weapons?”She shook her head. “Claws. Teeth. Nothing but your own strength.”Figures.My body hadn’t fully recovered from the maze, but I didn’t let it show. Bruises could heal later. Bones could rest later. Right now, I had a part to pl
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 5: The Luna Trials Announced
I wasn’t expecting the announcement. No one was.The morning started like any other: gray light filtering through the frost-lined windows, the scent of burnt coffee drifting from the mess hall, and the usual murmurs of fighters nursing bruises from yesterday’s matches.I sat alone at the far end of the dining room, chewing dry toast that tasted more like cardboard than food. Across the room, Ronin was bragging about our fight to anyone who would listen.“She fights like someone who’s got nothing to lose,” he said.I didn’t look up. He wasn’t wrong. But it wasn’t a compliment either.Mara slid into the seat beside me, her tray clattering onto the table.“Eat something that’s not misery,” she said, eyeing my toast. “You’re acting like the world’s about to end.”“It usually does around here,” I muttered.She rolled her eyes and picked up a spoon. “You should be proud. You lasted against Ronin. That’s like surviving a damn tornado.”I took a sip of the bitter coffee. “Surviving isn’t the
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 4: The Alpha’s Shadow
“You didn’t tell me you knew how to fight like that.”The voice came from behind me, smooth and lazy. I didn’t even need to look to know it was him.Lucian.The hairs on my arms stood on end, my body instinctively tensing. I kept walking, ignoring the way his presence filled every corner of the hallway behind the training grounds. My boots echoed against the cold stone floor, but his footsteps were silent. Still, I knew he was there. lurking like a predator who had no need to rush the kill.“I don’t owe you an explanation,” I said, not bothering to turn around.A pause. Then, “No, you don’t.”I stopped. My hand rested on the metal handle of the door leading outside, but I didn’t push it open yet. The air around us thickened, like fog laced with static. I hated how he made everything feel more alive. More dangerous.“But you walked into my territory,” he added, “and into my trials. You’re not exactly a ghost anymore, Sera.”I slowly turned around to face him. He leaned against the wall
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 3: A Dance of Flames
I should’ve seen it coming.The moment I stepped into the training grounds, I knew everything was about to change. I could feel it in the air, thick with the scent of sweat and raw power, the thrum of energy crackling just beneath the surface. The sound of wolves clashing, their bodies slamming against the earth in training, filled the space around me. But none of it mattered. Not when I was staring directly at him.Lucian Hale.Alpha. King of the Silvermist Pack. A beast with the power to crush anyone who crossed him, and yet... here he was, watching me like I was the most intriguing thing he’d ever seen.I can’t be distracted. Not by him, not by anything.I try to shake it off, focusing on the other candidates. I have to. I need to. but when I glance toward the edge of the arena, his gaze is already on me. It’s like a magnetic force, pulling me in. The intensity of his eyes almost makes my heart stop for a beat.He’s not just watching me. He’s studying me.The thought sends a jolt t
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 2: In The Shadow Of The Beast
(Sera’s POV) My heart is still racing when I walk away from him.It’s not supposed to be like this. I’m not supposed to feel anything, especially not for someone like him. But here I am, my pulse erratic, my breath shallow, and my mind spinning in every direction. Lucian Hale, the Alpha of Silvermist Pack. The man who exudes power like a weapon, the one who’s not afraid to use it, and yet somehow... somehow, I can’t shake the thought of him.Maybe it’s because of the way he looked at me, or maybe it’s the fire in his eyes that’s dangerous enough to burn everything in its path. But whatever it is, it stirs something deep inside me. Something I’ve kept buried for years.I can’t afford to be distracted. Not now. Not when my mission is clear. I came here for a reason, and that reason isn’t to get tangled up in some Alpha’s games. I’m not interested in playing by their rules. And I’m certainly not here to fall for someone who thinks he can control me.But the thing is, I didn’t come here
The Rogue’s Luna Chapter 1: The Silent Alpha
Lucian Hale's POVThe Silvermist Pack is a machine, always moving, always functioning. For a moment, I stand still in the grand hall, my fingers curled around the hilt of my sword, letting the weight of this responsibility press into me. My mind should be focused on the Luna trials ahead, on the state of my pack, but there’s something in the air today. Something different.I don’t believe in fate. I stopped believing in that nonsense the moment my parents died and I was thrust into the brutal world of Alpha leadership. No gods, no prophecies. Only power, and the price that comes with it.But when I first saw her, I thought about it. Fate, that is.Sera Ashenvale.She’s nothing like the others. The other candidates, the women who think this Luna thing is some kind of contest. Beautiful, poised, full of charm and grace. They’re what I’m supposed to want. What any Alpha would want. But she? She’s an enigma wrapped in danger.Her eyes don’t shimmer like the others. They’re dark. Piercing.
The Rogue’s Luna Prologue: The Blood Man Massacre
I remember the blood.Not just the metallic sting of it in the air or the way it soaked into the soil under my bare feet. I remember how it felt. Warm, sticky, terrifying. It ran down my father’s temple in slow drips, each one marking time like a cursed metronome. My mother’s heartbeat was the last thing I heard before it all went still.That night ruined everything.It was supposed to be just another Moon Gathering. The elders said the blood moon was rare, a symbol of strength, a time for all packs to meet and share peace under the stars. I wore my best white dress, the one with tiny flowers stitched into the hem, and my mother had braided my hair with bits of blue ribbon. I felt important, maybe even a little magical.But the magic didn’t last.The first scream cut through the silence like claws through flesh. Then came the sound of wolves shifting. Not the usual kind either, these weren’t peaceful wolves joining in the ritual howl. These were hungry, angry, wild.They were rogues.
