Semua Bab The Lunar Queen's Redemption : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Chapter 1: The Mark of RejectionThe moon hung heavy in the sky, casting a pale silver sheen over the Midnight Howl Pack’s sacred grounds. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration. Selene's twenty-first birthday, the age when a wolf finally senses their fated mate. She stood at the heart of the moonlit glade, wrapped in a gown the color of raven feathers, embroidered with silver threads that shimmered like stardust. Her long obsidian hair flowed down her back in soft waves, catching the light of the full moon. Her striking violet eyes, unusual even among wolves, gleamed with excitement, hope, and the unspoken longing she had buried deep for years.She wasn’t just beautiful! She was ethereal.Around her, the pack gathered, their murmurs a quiet hum of reverence and anticipation. Alpha daughter. Warrior. Future Luna. Selene had earned every ounce of respect, not because of her title, but because of the blood she’d spilled for them; wolves and rogues alike. She’d trained harder, fought f

The night he appeared, the moon hid behind a shroud of clouds, as if even the heavens didn’t dare watch what came crawling out of the shadows.Selene stood at the edge of the Eastern River, her fingers curled tight around a blade she’d strapped beneath her cloak. She had felt it again.That pull, like a thread in her chest tightening, an instinct beyond instinct. Something was coming.Or someone.Water lapped softly at the shore, but the forest was still. Too still.Then, she heard it. A twig snapping. Purposeful. Heavy.She spun on her heel just in time to see him step out from the trees.He moved like a beast that knew how to be a man.Tall. Broad. Soaked from the waist down. His shirt clung to his body, revealing a trail of battle-scarred muscle and a slow, predatory grace that sent her wolf snarling to the surface.But what caught her attention, what truly froze her, were his eyes.Silver. Pale and electric. Unlike any wolf she’d ever seen. Not feral, not wild. Controlled chaos. Be

The pain hadn’t stopped.Selene gritted her teeth as the carriage bounced over rocky terrain. The dagger wound from Thorne's betrayal pulsed with heat, the wolfsbane coursing through her veins like liquid fire. Every heartbeat was a reminder: she was betrayed by the one she trusted most.Ryker sat across from her, arms crossed, watching her with unreadable eyes. The moon cast slivers of silver through the window, illuminating her pale skin and bloodstained bandages.“You should rest,” he said.“I don’t need rest,” she snapped.“You’ve been stabbed, Luna.”“I’m aware,” she growled.Silence stretched between them. Tense. Crackling. Until he leaned forward.“You need to know what’s coming,” Ryker said. “Thorne wasn’t acting alone. The Ironhide Pack has found something..an artifact. Ancient. Tied to your bloodline.”Selene’s heart skipped. “My bloodline?”He nodded. “You’ve heard the stories, haven’t you? About the Moonborn?”She narrowed her eyes. “Stories meant to scare pups around a ca

The moment the child’s scream died out, Selene knew something had changed.It was like the world had shifted. A piece of her... the one she’d been holding together with sheer will...cracked.She stood over the blood-written threat on the nursery wall, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. Ryker touched her shoulder gently, but even his warmth couldn’t reach her.Her past was clawing its way back through the doors she had sealed long ago.And this time… it wouldn’t be quiet.By morning, the fortress had been swept for intruders. The child was safe, but no one slept.Selene stood in her war room, listening as council members debated what had happened. Beside her, Ryker said nothing. He hadn’t left her side since the night before,but he hadn’t touched her again either.As the elders argued, a voice broke through the noise.“Selene.”It was soft. Familiar.Cassian.Her fated mate.She hadn’t seen him in weeks, not since he’d rejected her in front of the pack, ripping her heart

Selene stood before the mirror in the Lunar Queen’s chamber, breathing in shallow pulls. The silver circlet... now fused to her forehead ; radiated a low, unrelenting hum. Her eyes, once molten silver, flickered with streaks of midnight black, like ink seeping through cracks in her soul.> “The Moon has turned its back.”Malrik’s last words haunted her.Ryker watched her from the shadows, arms crossed. “You haven’t been sleeping.”“I can’t,” she murmured. “Every time I close my eyes… I see her. The Moon Mother. And she’s bleeding.”He stepped forward, brushing a thumb along her jaw. “You don’t bleed for the moon anymore, Selene. She bleeds for you.”She wanted to believe that. But the darkness within her pulsed with a different truth.She turned away. “Summon the council. I want answers.”The chamber fell silent as Selene entered, flanked by Ryker and Gamma Irisa. The council members ; warriors, witches, and old allies sat with guarded expressions.She went straight to the point. “One