Semua Bab The Exiled Luna : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Zara’s POV The sound of footsteps grew louder, crunching against the fallen leaves outside the cabin. My heart raced, and every instinct screamed for me to run, but I planted my feet firmly on the ground. Not this time. James tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, his eyes scanning the single window. “There are at least six of them,” he said in a low voice. “They won’t stop until they have you, Zara.” Ryker moved beside him, unsheathing his dagger. “Let them come. They’re not leaving alive.” I swallowed hard, glancing at Seris. She stood near the door, her expression unreadable. “Do you have any of your tricks up your sleeve, or are you just here to watch?” I asked her. She smirked, pulling a small vial of shimmering liquid from her cloak. “Relax, darling. I’m not completely useless.” Before I could ask what the vial did, the door burst open. The Ambush Three men stormed in, their faces twisted with grim determination. They were armed with swords and daggers, t

Chapter 16: The Weight of Forgotten Truths The howl echoed across the mountains, carrying with it a chilling sense of inevitability. Every wolf in the clearing froze, their eyes snapping to the forest beyond. My heart thundered in my chest, my claws digging into the dirt as I tried to calm the rising panic. “Stay here,” Kael barked, his voice sharp and commanding. He turned to the gathered wolves. “Patrol teams, spread out! No one gets past the borders!” The wolves shifted seamlessly into their forms, powerful bodies melting into fur and claws, before disappearing into the trees. Only Kael and Seris remained by my side. “They’re moving faster than I thought,” Seris muttered, her blue eyes scanning the horizon. “What do they want now?” I demanded, my frustration breaking through the fear. “They already made it clear they think I’m some kind of threat. Why not just attack outright?” Seris didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze flicked to Kael, then back to me. “Because they want some

My new pack was quiet, far quieter than I had expected. Nestled deep in the northern mountains, it was isolated from the chaos of the outside world. After everything that had happened—the attacks, the betrayal, and the overwhelming presence of Ryker and Adrian—I had made the decision to leave. To truly be free of everyone and everything that had defined my life up until now. All thanks to Adrian who introduced me to their alpha and he willingly welcomed me without questioning me. I wasn’t running anymore, I just want to be free. This faraway pack, the Black Ridge Wolves, had no ties to my past, no knowledge of who I was or what I had endured. They didn’t care that I was the “chosen one” or that I was hunted by enemies I couldn’t fully understand. They only cared that I was willing to work. That was all I wanted. To work. To train. To become stronger than I had ever been. The training grounds here were nothing like what I was used to. There were no neat rows of equipment

My new pack was quiet, far quieter than I had expected. Nestled deep in the northern mountains, it was isolated from the chaos of the outside world. After everything that had happened—the attacks, the betrayal, and the overwhelming presence of Ryker and Adrian—I had made the decision to leave. To truly be free of everyone and everything that had defined my life up until now. All thanks to Adrian who introduced me to their alpha and he willingly welcomed me without questioning me. I wasn’t running anymore, I just want to be free. This faraway pack, the Black Ridge Wolves, had no ties to my past, no knowledge of who I was or what I had endured. They didn’t care that I was the “chosen one” or that I was hunted by enemies I couldn’t fully understand. They only cared that I was willing to work. That was all I wanted. To work. To train. To become stronger than I had ever been. The training grounds here were nothing like what I was used to. There were no neat rows of equipment

I stood in the doorway, watching my mother, Victoria, confront Ethan. Her words were sharp and filled with malice, stirring a familiar dread in my stomach. “There’s a rumour you’ve found your mate and plan to leave the packhouse. Is that true, Ethan?” she demanded rudely. “Yes, Mom. I found my mate last night and was going to tell you and Dad later,” Ethan replied politely. “How many times do I have to remind you that I am not your mother?” she said harshly. “I’m sorry, ma'am,” Ethan replied, looking down. I could see he was affected by our mother’s cruel treatment. His once bright eyes were now dull and lifeless. I felt a crushing sense of worthlessness too. Anger surged within me towards our mother. How could she be so cruel? Didn’t she realize she was hurting her own family? It pained me deeply that she refused to accept my brother. My mother was always cold and calculating, focused solely on power and control. She loves me, but mainly because I am her son and the future al