All Chapters of Luna Awakening: Claimed By Her Three Alphas: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

KadeThe ride back to Shadowfang’s packhouse felt longer than usual. Every mile stretched on, weighed down by thoughts of Valeria. Leaving her behind felt like tearing a part of me away—like there was something vital missing. But I couldn’t let myself stay, not after everything that had happened. Not with everything I still carried.Callan, my beta, glanced at me from the driver’s seat. I could feel his eyes on me, though I kept mine on the passing trees. “You sure leaving her like that was the right move?” he asked, breaking the silence.I exhaled slowly, trying to rein in the storm of emotions swirling inside me. “I don’t know, Callan,” I admitted, running a hand through my hair. “What’s the right move in a situation like this?”“She’s your mate, Alpha,” Callan said. “You can’t keep acting like she doesn’t matter. She needs to know where you stand, and so far, you’ve shown her nothing but nonchalance, reticence and closed-off.”“She’s still under suspicion, Callan, don’t forget,” I

Valeria The day of my first trial had come. The pressure of it hung heavily in the air as I stood before the council, every gaze in the room focused on me. My pulse throbbed in my ears, but I couldn’t let them see my fear. Rylan and Aiden stood at my side, their silent support a small comfort in the midst of the chaos swirling around me. Jeric, of course, was the first to speak, his voice sharp and biting.“What was your relationship with Prince Darius before he rejected you as his mate?” Jeric’s tone was accusatory, as if he already knew the answer and was waiting for me to fall into a trap.I met his eyes, keeping my voice steady. “We weren’t close, not even after discovering we were mates. There was no bond between us.”Jeric’s lips twitched, as if he were amused by my response. He was like a predator, circling me, waiting for the right moment to strike. Another member of the council, an elder with grey streaks in his hair, leaned forward and asked the next question.“If that was

Valeria The morning light filtered through the trees as Rylan and Aiden prepared to leave. They stood on the porch, their expressions serious but soft, as if they too were reluctant to go. I tried to ignore the ache in my chest, knowing I would miss their presence, their steady support, but it had to be this way. They both had duties to their packs, and this situation was far from over.Rylan was the first to step forward, his warm brown eyes locked onto mine. “Stay safe, Valeria,” he said softly, his voice carrying the warmth of his affection. “I’ll be back soon. Just call if you need anything.”I gave him a small, bittersweet smile, trying to hold back the rising emotions. “I will. Thank you, Rylan.”He pulled me into a tight embrace, his arms solid and protective. I felt a sense of peace for a moment, enveloped in his warmth, but as he pulled away, the reality of our situation settled back in. This was only a temporary farewell.Aiden, always the more lighthearted of the two, gave

Valeria The cool night air hit my face as soon as I stepped outside, a sharp contrast to the suffocating tension that had filled Kade’s study. My heart still sank with anger and hurt, each breath I took feeling shallow and strained. I needed space, needed to clear my mind before I let myself get consumed by emotions. I walked further into the pack grounds, away from the building and toward the forest edge, hoping the serenity of nature might calm me.As I passed the tree line, I spotted a familiar figure near the pack’s healing hut. Eira, the healer, was standing outside, her eyes closed as if she were deep in thought or meditation. The moment I saw her, some of the burden I’d been carrying seemed to lift. Eira has always been kind to me, ever since I arrived here. Her quiet wisdom had a way of soothing even the worst anxieties.I approached her quietly, not wanting to disturb her, but she must have sensed me. She opened her eyes and smiled softly in my direction, her gaze warm and k

MalachaiThe room was suffocatingly dark, just the way I liked it. It was easier to think in the shadows, to plan in silence. I sat in my usual chair, a heavy piece of worn leather that had seen more battles than I cared to remember. The only light came from a single flickering candle in the far corner, casting long, jagged shadows that danced across the walls. My mind was a storm, thoughts twisting and colliding like the thunderheads outside.I didn’t stir when the door creaked open. I knew who it was before she even spoke. Only one person had the audacity to interrupt me unannounced. She glided into the room, her movements soundless, her presence cold and calculated.“Malachai ,” her voice cut through the stillness like a blade, “I’ve returned.”I didn’t need to look at her to know who it was. Dorian. She had always been my most trusted ally, perhaps because she was as ruthless as I was… and mostly because she was rogue, without a pack and without an identity. Her loyalty wasn’t som