All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Seraphina’s POV"Today's training exercise will be centered on controlling your wolves!" the trainer yelled in the courtyard. "You need to learn how to tame your wolf and make it your partner, not your LORD!"I barely listened. The words meant nothing to me. I knew I needed to get stronger, yet it felt like the hate I had for Lucien was clouding my mind. My attention was slipping, and I didn’t care. I knew I was strong. Strong enough. "Are you listening?!" my teacher snapped, his sharp voice cutting through my thoughts. I blinked and shook my head, clearing my mind. "Sorry about that. I'm back." His eyes narrowed. "Don’t let it happen again!" I nodded, but my mind was still elsewhere. He stepped forward, arms crossed. "Alright. Since you're so busy, you go first. Shift, control your wolf, and hold the form without losing yourself. If I see even a flash of lost control, you're running ten laps around the field. Got it?" I gritted my teeth. "Got it." I took a deep breath, causing

Seraphina’s POVI got a knock on my door."Who’s there?" I called out, already annoyed."It’s the maid, Miss. The Priestess said you should come to the dining room for dinner."I frowned. "Wow… really? Okay, I’ll be down soon."I stared at the door for a moment, my thoughts swirling. This was unusual. Every night, my food was brought to my room, no questions asked. But today, she wanted me downstairs. Maybe she wanted to apologize. Maybe she wanted to talk about what happened earlier.I scoffed. Didn’t matter. I wasn’t changing my mind. I was leaving tomorrow. Nothing could stop me now.I got up, brushed the dust off my clothes, and made my way down. The dining hall was dimly lit, the fire in the hearth flickering. The Priestess sat at the head of the table, calm, collected, watching me as I entered."You actually came," she said, sipping her wine.I shrugged. "You asked. I figured it must be important.""Sit."I hesitated but finally pulled out a chair and sat across from her. The fo

Seraphina’s POV"Fiona!" I begged, screaming for my wolf. "Come on! Shift!"Nothing. Silence. My wolf—my strength—refused to come out. Another hit. Then another. My body hit the ground hard, the dirt rough against my skin. My vision blurred as boots kicked into my ribs, my side, my back. I gritted my teeth, trying to push up, but a heavy boot pushed down on my shoulder, pushing me back down. "Pathetic," Ryder spat. "I expected more of a fight." I groaned, struggling. Blood dripped from my lips as I looked up at him. "Coward. You needed ten men to take me down." His smirk didn’t fade. "No, I just wanted to watch you suffer." I coughed, tasting blood. "Go to hell." He crouched down beside me, holding my chin hard. "Ladies first." I jerked my head away, trying to breathe past the pain. My whole body ached, but I couldn’t give up. Not like this. Ryder straightened, stepping back. "Finish her off. And make it slow." The guards moved in again, their snarls filling the air. Fiona,

Seraphine’s POVIt was getting late. The sky had turned a deep shade of blue, and the cold air crept in, cutting at my skin. I knew we couldn’t keep going all night. Even if I had the strength, Ryder didn’t. Just looking at him, I could tell he was close to passing out. His face was pale, his steps unsteady. The blood hadn’t stopped. I sighed. As much as I wanted him dead, I didn’t want to become that person—not yet.“We stop here for the night,” I said firmly, letting go of the rope I had tied around his arms and tying it to a tree nearby. Ryder wobbled a little but caught himself. He lifted his head, his eyes hazy. “That’s surprising,” he mumbled. “Didn’t think you had mercy in you.” I shot him a glare. “Don’t mistake it for mercy.” He chuckled weakly. “Then what is it?” I ignored him. Instead, I stepped away, looking around for firewood. The forest was quiet, too quiet. The only sound was the crunch of leaves beneath my boots. I grabbed what I needed, then returned and started

Seraphine's POVAs I got to the borders of Crimson Pack, what I saw had me shocked. Most of the border fortifications were down. Their war with Damien had really messed the pack up. I freed Ryder as I near the border. If I went in with him, it would have been a problem. If I was caught, they’d call me a spy. I knew my way around the pack. Of course, I was Luna here once, so why wouldn’t I? My goal was clear: find Lucien and make sure I killed him. I moved quickly, staying low as I passed through the broken defenses. The night air was crisp, the smell of blood still hanging. The war had left its mark. The once-proud walls were scarred with claw marks and ash. Some of the watchtowers had fallen, leaving huge holes in their security. It was almost too easy to slip through. A few guards were still on watch, but they were tired. Their movements were slow, their eyes dull with tiredness. I pressed myself against the darkness, using the trees for cover. I knew their trends. Years ago, I