33. THICK AND UNFORGIVING

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• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   62. SPEAKING WITH LUCIAN

  KIERANDorian stood there, arms crossed, brows furrowed so tightly they nearly touched, eyes drilling into mine like I’d just told him I wanted to dance barefoot in a pit of venomous snakes.“Kieran, you’ve lost your damn mind,” he said, voice low but sharp.“Why the hell would you want to speak with Lucian? Lucian, Kieran. That man would slit your throat mid-conversation just to watch you bleed.”I didn’t flinch. I stared back at him, calm, measured, because I’d thought this through. Or at least convinced myself I had.“Because sometimes, Dorian, to outplay the devil, you need to look him in the eye. I need to know what game he’s playing.”“You know exactly what game he’s playing,” Dorian snapped, stepping forward. “Destruction. Chaos. The bastard’s not subtle. He wants your head, he wants our pack destroyed, and you want to, what—share drinks over it?”“I never said it would be drinks and laughter,” I muttered. “But I need to talk to him.”“Why?” His voice broke, part frustration, p

• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   61. MAKING MOVES

  RAVENI wiped the sweat from my brow, my fingers buried in the damp soil as I yanked the last of the weeds from the herb garden behind the infirmary. It was routine, the monotony of it almost comforting, except for the damn feeling of his eyes on me again.Every single day. I didn’t have to turn to know it was Kieran watching me from across the yard, just like he always did when he thought I wasn’t looking. I didn't acknowledge him. I couldn't afford to. If I did, even once, everything could spiral. He was getting too curious. I could feel it in the way his gaze lingered too long, in the questions he’d started to ask others about me.I stood up slowly, stretching my back and feigning indifference. I had a bad feeling crawling under my skin, something sharp and electric that made my chest tighten like a vice. The signs were all there- Lucian and his rogues were making moves. Quiet ones. Strategic. Dangerous. And if what I suspected was true, they were going to strike soon. And it would

• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   60. A MYSTERY

  KIERANI sat across from her, elbows resting on the table, eyes trailing the slow, calculated movement of her hand as she lifted the spoon to her mouth. Each bite was measured, like she was pretending to be hungry, like she was trying to convince even herself that this was normal. It wasn’t. I didn’t know how I knew that, but I knew. Something about the way Selene chewed, the way she avoided looking at me directly for more than a few seconds, it made my stomach twist. Still, I said nothing. Because how do you speak about a thing you can’t even name?"You’re staring," she said without looking up, her voice light, but not playful."I know," I said simply, not pretending otherwise.She paused mid-bite, the spoon hovering in the air for a heartbeat too long before she resumed. “Is it the food?”“No,” I said. “It’s you.”She looked up at that, her eyes, familiar, and yet somehow distant, locking with mine for a second. "Me?""I don't know. Something just feels off." I leaned back in my sea

• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   59. TIGHTEN LIKE A NOOSE

  RAVEN"I know you're watching me, Keiran," I muttered under my breath, fingers curled around the chipped edge of the marble sink as I stared into the cracked mirror. His presence wasn’t loud or obvious, but I could feel it, the weight of his eyes, the way the air seemed to tighten around me like a noose.The door creaked open behind me, and I didn’t bother turning. "You’re wasting your time trying to intimidate me," I said flatly."You think this is intimidation?" Keiran’s voice came sharp, low, and annoyingly calm. "Vee, if I wanted to intimidate you, you wouldn’t still be standing."I scoffed, finally spinning around to face him, arms crossed tightly against my chest. "Then what do you call stalking me from the shadows, popping up everywhere I go like some damn ghost?"He took a step closer, eyes narrowing as if he was trying to peel the skin off my thoughts. "I call it preparation. You’re withholding information, and you and I both know it.""Maybe I am. Or maybe you just can’t sta

• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   58. A CHOICE

  KIERANI slammed the door shut behind me, letting the sound echo around the stone walls of my chamber before I leaned heavily against it, dragging my hand down my face as I tried to steady my breathing. The adrenaline from the fight hadn’t even begun to wear off, but the one thing clawing at my chest more violently than the battle itself was Vee. Her face kept flashing in my mind, the look in her eyes, the way she held herself back, the way she didn’t strike when she could have ended me. It didn’t make any damn sense. She hated me. She’s always hated me. And yet…“Are we just going to pretend she didn’t hesitate?” I muttered aloud, not even realizing Dorian had followed me inside until he shut the door behind him.“She had you,” he said quietly, crossing the room. “Wide open. I saw it, Kieran. Everyone did.”I turned to face him, still pacing. “Then tell me why she didn’t do it. Why didn’t she kill me, Dorian? That was the perfect opportunity. The pack was distracted, my focus was spl

• Reclaiming His Fated Luna   57. A TEST

  RAVENI was bent over, my hands deep in the soil, lost in the rhythm of working the grounds when the sound pierced the air like a blade, an ear-splitting cry, raw and violent, carried by the wind. My head snapped up. I wasn’t the only one who heard it. All around me, Kieran’s men scrambled, the once disciplined formation falling into chaos.“What the hell is going on?” one of the guards shouted, dragging his blade from its sheath as he sprinted past me.Then I saw him, Alpha Kieran, his strides long and furious, his eyes ablaze with a storm I had only seen in glimpses before. Right behind him was Dorian, panting but determined, his voice rising over the din.“Circle the south wing! Hold formation! No one enters through the northern gate!” Dorian bellowed, even as three wolves collided in a furious clash behind him.My heart raced. Then a blur cut across the pack’s outer barrier, sending crackles of blue light through the air before landing on all fours with a snarl. My breath hitched.