A MATTER OF PROTECTION

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• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   WHEN THE LEASH GETS LOOSE

  Silas's Point of ViewI should have known.The moment we crossed the northern border, the air itself warned me. The trees stood eerily still, no rustling of wildlife, no birdsong. The wind carried nothing but silence, a silence too perfect, too calculated. It was as if the land itself held its breath for what was to come.And then the howls echoed. One after another. Sharp, controlled, placed like chess pieces across the ridge. Not chaotic. Not reckless. Strategic.“Hold formation,” I ordered, eyes scanning every shadow. My warriors flanked out, teeth bared, muscles tense. These weren’t new recruits they had fought beside me in blood and storm but even they sensed something wrong.Still, we were prepared for a fight. What we weren’t prepared for… was the show. The rogues came fast. Strikes meant to injure, not kill. Distractions. Bait. Like gnats buzzing just enough to force you to swat at them, while the real danger sank its teeth into your neck.I snarled low in my throat. “This isn

• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   THE ENEMY GOT MY KIDS

  Aurelia's point of viewThe west wing was supposed to be sealed off. No one was allowed here unless someone opened the gates. Who could have done that? Definately, someone who wants me dead badly. I reached for the drawer where I had hidden a small silver dagger, a relic I had kept since I left Grayson’s pack. My fingers grazed the hilt just as the door slammed open.My breath hitched as the door was left wide enough to peek through the darkness. There were two figures in dark hoods rushed into the room. They smelled rogue and I knew they meant trouble. So, the first thing came ot my mind was to protect my kids at any cost."Kael! Sara!" I shouted, throwing myself in front of the bed. I couldn't let anything hurt my kids.But they were fast. Too fast. They blocked our way to escape and grinning like a devil. I was panting, thinking of the ways to fight them. the dagger remains tight in my grasp.The first attacker lunged for me. I slashed the dagger upward, catching his shoulder. He g

• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   PACK UNDER ATTACK

  Aurelia's point of viewSara’s tiny fingers curled tightly around mine as we walked through the west wing’s corridor. Her other hand clutched the small wooden wolf charm Dalton had given her this morning something to “keep her brave,” he’d said.The day had been long and my bones ached, but I didn’t mind. The hospital had been chaos, but it gave me purpose, something to focus on that wasn’t Silas’s heavy gaze or Alisha’s venomous presence.I reached our door and pushed it open, expecting to be greeted by Kael’s sweet voice or at least the warm stillness of our temporary home. Instead, I found him inside.Silas stood near Kael’s bed, his back to the door, one hand resting lightly on the frame. He turned sharply at the sound of my gasp, his eyes meetin

• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   THE BOND NEEDS TO BE REPAIRED

  Silas's point of viewThe scent of ink, old paper, and stale coffee filled my office. I hadn’t left this desk in hours, too buried under border reports and silence.Then Dalton knocked.“Come in,” I said without looking up.The door opened, and the scent of pine and steel hit me. Dalton’s usual calm but today, there was tension riding his aura like a second skin. I noticed his gait which seemed out.He stepped in and shut the door behind him. “We might have a problem.”I finally looked up, eyes narrowing. “Where?”“North perimeter,” he said, stepping closer to the desk. “Three scouts reported unfamiliar movement near the ridge this morning. Small, q

• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   THE MAGICAL HEALER

  Aurelia's point of viewLara closed the door softly behind her. I was sitting by the window, brushing Sara’s curls as she hummed to herself. Kael was curled under the blanket, his little chest rising and falling steadily, color slowly returning to his face each day.“Aurelia,” Lara said, her voice holding something… different.I turned. Her arms were folded, eyes sharp but unreadable. “You’re not going to believe what happened yesterday after you left the test room.”I raised an eyebrow, brushing the last knot from Sara’s hair. “Do tell.”“Silas was there.”I stilled. “What?”“He was at the hospital. Watchi

• CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   THE LINE SHOULDN'T BE CROSSED

  Silas's point of viewThe paper in front of me had begun to blur.It wasn’t from fatigue or distraction, but because I couldn’t stop watching her.Aurelia.She moved across the courtyard with a calmness that didn’t match the storm I knew she carried inside. Her form was graceful, her face blank, but I saw the slight twitch in her fingers, the way she clutched her folder to her chest like a shield. She was heading toward the pack hospital—the place where she’d prove herself worthy of a position I had indirectly carved out for her.It wasn’t pity that made me suggest it to Dalton. It was logic. Structure. And maybe... guilt. Guilt that gnawed at the edge of my conscience ever since I saw those children and the woman they clung to like lifelines.