Semua Bab The Alpha’s Hidden Luna : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Zoe POVThe odor of blood was everywhere, smelling accordingly. It was thick and suffocating I almost choked, settling in the air, on my skin, and on the tored remnants of my battle wears. The agonizing and painful cries of my packmates sounds through the burning village, their suffering hitting me like a dagger. This wasn’t a mere damage; it was a slaughter.I held my grip on my dagger, my hands dripping with blood some of it mine, some not mine. My body was soaked and injured, but I had no time to dwell on the pain,not now. My heart raced so fast as I surveyed the spoiles surrounding me. My people were falling rapidly and dangerously. The warriors I had trained with, the elders who had offered wisdom to us, the children who once played safely in our land all brutally killed like fowls.Then I spotted him.Lucien.My uncle stood at the edge of the battlefield, his silver hair shinning in the moonlight, wearing a cold, mocking smirk all over. Anger and disbelief twisted in my stomach

Zoe’s POV As I followed Damon through the dark forest, every step felt agonizing with pain and maybe regrets. My body throbbed with pain, my wounds protesting calling for help, but I gritted my teeth and kept moving without fuse. Weakness was a luxury I couldn't afford not here not now, not in the ruthless territory of the Nightfang Pack.The air thickened as we walked, the trees moving overhead, casting shadows that covered us. I sensed eyes on me dozens of them. Hidden wolves watched from the darkness, patiently stalking, waiting for command. The scent of power and dominance hung heavily in the air, oppressive and stifling. I had stepped directly into the lair of monsters, home of monsters actually.And their Alpha was guiding me towards my fate.Nightfang’s packhouse stood ahead, looking like a fortress dark, foreboding, massive. My stomach twisted with anxiety. My father’s pack had been formidable, but nothing compared to this one.“Alpha.”A man emerged from the shadows as we re

Zoe’s POV Pain shadowed me.By dawn, my body was nothing but bruises and weary limbs. The servant quarters were already vacant when I forced myself upright, every inch of me aching from the previous day’s abuse.The Nightfang Pack had no notion of rest. And for a stray like me, mercy was non-existent.I stumbled to the kitchen, my head swimming, my stomach empty. I hadn’t eaten properly for days. Even the Omegas those ranked below the warriors refused to acknowledge my presence,like I was a pig actually.I was invisible to them all.And they intended to keep it that way.The morning was unforgiving.Sienna ensured I received the worst tasks scrubbing floors until my fingers bled, carrying heavy sacks that made my bruised ribs scream in protest, fetching water repeatedly as if she relished seeing my struggle.Then came breakfast.The Omegas gathered around a long wooden table, plates piled high, their laughter ringing in the warm kitchen. The aroma of fresh bread and roasted meat made