Semua Bab The Feral Alpha’s Rejected Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Beta MarcusThe world blurs past me as I push the accelerator to its limit, my heart hammering against my ribcage like a caged animal desperate to escape. What was that? What was that?! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!! The questions loop endlessly in my mind, a broken record of terror and disbelief.My eyes dart frantically between the road ahead and the rearview mirror, half-expecting to see that...that THING materializing behind me at any moment. The memory of what I just witnessed refuses to fade, replaying in vivid, horrifying detail.I can still see it - that wolf, if you can even call it that. Dark as the devil himself, moving with a speed and ferocity that defied nature. The way it tore through those men like they were nothing more than paper dolls, their screams cut short by flashing teeth and razor-sharp claws.And then...A cold shudder runs down my spine as I recall that moment. I had been speeding away, thinking I was safe, when I glanced in the mirror one last time. Our eyes

Beta Marcus I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation ahead. "Alpha, they came because Alpha Darius's young son and heir was killed a few months ago," I begin, watching Magnus's reaction carefully. "It happened on their territory. The death was... brutal." Magnus's eyebrows shoot up, genuine surprise flashing across his features. "His son? Isn't that his only child?" I nod grimly. "Yes, Alpha. After decades of trying, it was the only pup they managed to have. Just a little one, hadn't even had his first shift yet." "Damn," Magnus mutters, his brow furrowing. "No wonder he's that wound up about it," Magnus muses, his brow furrowing. "How exactly did it happen?" "The boy was found dead in the woods within their territory," I explain, choosing my words carefully. "As I said, it was brutal. It bears a striking resemblance to those mysterious murders that have been plaguing packs worldwide." Understanding dawns on Magnus's face. "Ah, so that's why they're seeking an

Alpha Magnus I stand in my office, the world around me blurring as my mind struggles to process the information Beta Marcus has just shared. The revelation hits me like a physical blow, leaving me disoriented and breathless. As the door closes behind Marcus, I find myself sinking into my chair, my thoughts a chaotic whirlwind. The first coherent thought that emerges from the fog of my mind is a startling realization. The day Beta Marcus sustained those injuries... it was the exact same day I rejected Diana. The timing, the proximity - it all aligns with chilling precision. I recall Marcus's account of the incident, his words echoing in my mind: "I saw her rummaging through my office and I thought it was quite suspicious. When I confronted her, she attacked me. I suspect she might have been trying to steal something. I didn’t expect it at all Alpha, so my guard was down." At the time, I hadn't given it much thought. Just figured it was some random low ranking wolf who was into pe

Diana The world fades away as Dominicus lifts me into his arms, cradling me against his chest as if I'm the most precious thing in the world. His warmth envelops me, chasing away the chill that had settled deep in my bones. With each step he takes towards the cabin, I feel the tension in my body slowly uncoiling. Inside, he gently lowers me onto the soft couch. Before I can miss his touch, he's back, now wearing a pair of trousers. He settles beside me, pulling me onto his lap with tender care. I curl into him, seeking the comfort of his presence. "I've got you," he murmurs, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "You're safe now, Diana. I won't let anything happen to you ever again." The day passes in a haze of gentle touches and whispered reassurances. Dominicus tends to me tirelessly, his patience seemingly endless. He coaxes me to eat, wraps me in soft blankets, and holds me close when the memories threaten to overwhelm me. Slowly, under his attentive care, the trembli

Dominicus I lead Diana through the dense forest, my mind clouded with memories I've long tried to suppress. The woods are thick, untamed, with no clear path to guide us. But I know exactly where I'm going. Every tree, every rock, every scent is etched into my memory, a painful reminder of a past that has haunted me for almost a century. Finally, we break through the treeline, and I feel Diana's sharp intake of breath beside me. "It's magnificent," Diana breathes in amazement. I can't help the bitter twist of my lips. "It used to be," I think to myself, the words too painful to voice aloud. I stare at the ruins, lost in a haze of memories. The laughter that once echoed through these halls, the warmth of family, the sense of purpose and belonging – all gone now, reduced to rubble and regret. "This... this used to be my home," I finally manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper. Diana squeezes my hand gently, a silent gesture of support. She doesn't push, doesn't rush