All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Seraphine’s POVIt had been over three weeks since Lucien returned, and I’d made it my personal mission to give him as much attitude as humanly possible. I avoided his gaze, gave him short answers, and walked out of rooms whenever he entered.Surprisingly, he’d given me space, which was odd for Lucien. He wasn’t the type to back off easily, especially when he knew something was up.But there was something else nagging at me—something that had been keeping me on edge. The attic key.It had been weeks since I took it from his drawer, and I hadn’t figured out how to return it without raising suspicion. Every time I thought about sneaking it back, my nerves got the better of me. What if he already knew it was missing? What if he was waiting for me to confess?The thought sent a shiver down my spine as I sat at the dining table, poking at my breakfast. Across the table, Lucien sat in his usual spot, his broad shoulders hunched slightly as he skimmed through a stack of pack papers. He was ea

Lucien’s POVI stood in the silence of my office, staring at the attic key in my hand. My fingers tightened around it as Thorin, my wolf, growled in my mind.You see? I told you, Thorin said, his voice filled with triumph. She’s been hiding something.Like what the fuck?! I thought, my shock barely contained. How did she even—?Calm down, Thorin interrupted, his tone shifting to something more soothing. Maybe she found it on the floor. Or…No! I snapped, cutting him off. Don’t defend her. This key was in my fucking drawer, Thorin. My locked drawer. Only the Pack’s crest can open it. So how the hell did she get it?Thorin fell silent for a moment, but I could feel his unease. He didn’t have an answer, and neither did I. My mind raced with possibilities, none of them good. I took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm of emotions building inside me.“She’s lying about something,” I muttered aloud, my voice cold and sharp in the empty room. “And I’m going to find out what.”My thought

Lucien’s POVHe hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor. “No, Alpha. I… I’m not certain. It was dark, and I didn’t get a clear look. But the figure—it was her height, her build…”“So, you have no proof?” I pressed, my voice rising. “No clear identification, no witnesses, no evidence? Only your assumption?”Ewan’s face turned red, and he stammered, “N-no, Alpha. Just… just what I saw.”“Unacceptable,” I growled, my anger flaring. “You’d accuse your Luna based on a shadow in the dark? Do you understand the weight of your words?”The other guards shifted uncomfortably, their eyes darting between me and Ewan. Ryder stepped forward cautiously. “Alpha, perhaps we should—”“Quiet, Ryder,” I snapped, not taking my eyes off Ewan. “Did anyone else see this supposed figure?”The guards shook their heads in unison, avoiding my gaze.“No, Alpha,” one of them said timidly. “We… we didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.”I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair in frustration. Thorin’s

Lucien’s POVI stood at the Pack border with Ryder, my Beta, watching as the control wolves inspected the damage to the wall. The eastern border had been the site of increasing threats lately, and this latest incident was a stark escalation. Ryder crouched beside a shattered section of the barrier, his fingers brushing over the scorched ground. Pieces of debris—small fragments that looked like explosives—lay scattered nearby. My wolf, Torin, growled low in my mind, but I forced him to stay silent. I needed focus, not fury.“What is going on here?” I demanded, pacing along the damaged wall. “Why are we being attacked constantly?”Ryder stood and dusted his hands off, his expression grim. “Alpha, I have no idea,” he admitted, his voice low. “But this doesn’t look like some random attack. Look here.” He pointed to where the wall had collapsed. “See how strategically this section is targeted? It’s the lowest part of the wall, the weakest link. Whoever did this knew exactly where to strik

Lucien’s POVThe man shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting toward his companions. “We… we weren’t attacking,” he stammered. “We were scouting.”“Scouting?” I repeated, my voice dangerously low. “For who?”The third prisoner, a younger man with fear etched into his features, blurted out, “It was Damien! He sent us! Please, we didn’t have a choice—”“Shut up!” the scarred man hissed, glaring at him.I grabbed the scarred man by the collar, hauling him to his feet. “Damien?” I growled. “What’s his plan? Why is he targeting us?”The man clenched his jaw, refusing to speak. Torin growled again, urging me to let him take control. "Let me out, Lucien. I’ll make him talk."“Not yet.” I tightened my grip on the prisoner, leaning closer. “I don’t have time for games. Talk, or I’ll make you regret ever stepping foot near my territory.”He spat at my feet. “You think you’re so powerful, Alpha. But Damien’s smarter than you. Stronger than you. You don’t stand a chance.”I dropped him, letting h