The Alpha's Forgotten Luna
Sienna was born the Alpha’s daughter, yet she grew up like a shadow in her own pack. After her mother’s death, love became a privilege she was never granted. Her stepmother’s cruelty was quiet but constant, her stepsister adored while Sienna was trained to obey, not to lead. Power flowed in her veins, but she was taught to shrink until she believed she was worth nothing more than her silence.
Cassius was her only constant. The future Alpha, the boy who stood in front of her when others sneered, who promised protection with bloodied knuckles and fierce eyes. But packs do not run on childhood promises. As they grew, the elders whispered that Sienna was weak, unworthy, a liability. Lies spread, carefully crafted to rot her reputation from the inside out.
When fate revealed them as mates, it should have been a blessing. Instead, it became a weapon. Cassius’s claim to the Alpha seat trembled, and the pack demanded a stronger Luna. Sienna overheard their plans and began pulling her heart apart stitch by stitch, preparing to disappear.
At the mate recognition ceremony, Cassius hesitated. And in that pause, everything shattered. He rejected her publicly, accused her of manipulation, and broke her wolf before the entire pack. Sienna did not scream. She simply broke.
Then came the secret. A child growing inside her. A life she would protect at any cost.
She fled. She survived. She rose.
Years later, Sienna returns no longer weak, no longer begging, with a child whose eyes mirror Cassius’s soul. The bond reignites, but she is done being chosen last.
This time, Cassius must burn his world down to earn her back.
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Chapter: 96. SIENNAThat day passed slower than any day I could remember.Selena refused to leave my side.Not even for a moment.After the morning scare, she clung to me in ways she hadn’t since she was much younger. Even when Camelia tried to distract her with breakfast, or Everett offered to read one of her favorite books, she stayed pressed against me like a shadow afraid of losing its source of light. Kane stayed unusually quiet too, though not withdrawn. He watched her constantly, his small brows tightening every time she shifted too quickly or sighed too loudly.It was strange to see my children like this.One frightened.One protective.Both too young to carry the emotions they were now holding.By mid-morning, the house had settled into a slow rhythm. Everett sat near the window reading quietly, occasionally glancing toward the children without lifting his head fully. Camelia moved around the kitchen preparing food none of us had as
Last Updated: 2026-04-14
Chapter: 95. CASSIUSThat morning did not settle back into normal the way I had hoped it would.Even after Selena stopped trembling and her breathing steadied, something fragile remained in the air around us. The kind of tension that lingered long after the storm had passed. I stayed kneeling beside the bed longer than necessary, watching her carefully, memorizing the rhythm of her breathing like it was the only thing keeping my own steady.Kane had not moved from her side.His small hand remained wrapped tightly around hers, his fingers curled protectively like he believed letting go would somehow cause her to fall apart again. I watched him carefully, noticing how his shoulders remained stiff despite the calm settling into the room. Yesterday had shaken him physically. Today had shaken him differently.Emotionally.That frightened me more.“Can I stay here today?” Selena whispered suddenly, her voice hoarse from crying.She looked at Sienna
Last Updated: 2026-04-13
Chapter: 94. SIENNAThe next morning did not begin gently.It began with a scream.A sharp, panicked cry that tore through the house and pulled me out of sleep before my mind could even understand what was happening. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I pushed the blanket away and ran toward the hallway barefoot, not caring about the cold floor biting into my skin. For one horrifying second, my mind returned to yesterday—to Kane shaking in my arms, to his terrified voice, to the helplessness that had nearly crushed me.“Mom!”Selena.The sound came from the children’s room.I didn’t think. I didn’t breathe. I just ran.When I pushed the door open, Selena sat upright on the bed, her small hands gripping the blanket tightly, her chest rising and falling in fast, uneven breaths. Kane sat beside her, wide awake, his eyes filled with confusion and fear as he watched her struggle to breathe properly.&ldquo
Last Updated: 2026-04-13
Chapter: 93. CASSIUSThat night, long after everyone had gone to sleep, I found myself standing outside Kane and Selena’s room again.It had become a habit without me realizing it. Every night, after the house settled into silence and the lights went off one by one, my feet carried me to their door like something inside me refused to trust distance. I didn’t knock. I didn’t step inside immediately. I just stood there for a moment, listening to their breathing through the quiet hallway.Steady.Soft.Alive.Only after assuring myself of that did I push the door open slightly and step inside.The room smelled faintly of soap and the lavender oil Camelia insisted on using before bedtime. Selena slept curled toward Kane again, her small hand resting across his arm like she was guarding him even in sleep. Kane lay on his back this time, his brows drawn slightly together even in rest, his chest rising and falling in deeper breaths than usual.
Last Updated: 2026-04-12
Chapter: 92. SIENNAThat night, after returning from the training grounds, the house felt quieter than usual, but not in a peaceful way. It was the kind of quiet that came after something heavy had passed through, leaving behind tired hearts and aching thoughts. Kane walked beside me silently as we entered, his fingers wrapped tightly around mine like he feared that if he let go, something would pull him away again. Selena trailed behind us, still full of questions she hadn’t voiced yet, her eyes moving between Kane and Cassius as if trying to understand what had changed between them.The moment we stepped inside, the smell of warm food wrapped around us like a familiar blanket. Camelia stood near the kitchen counter, stirring something slowly while Everett arranged plates on the dining table with the same quiet precision he carried into everything he did. The sight of them there—so settled, so involved in a home that wasn’t originally theirs—still felt strange to me some
Last Updated: 2026-04-12
Chapter: 91. CASSIUSBy evening, the whispers had softened around us, but they had not disappeared. They never did, not in a pack like this where silence spoke louder than accusation. I could feel it without anyone saying it directly to my face. People did not stop us or question us openly, but their eyes lingered longer than usual when Kane walked past them. Conversations dipped into softer tones when we approached, and though they resumed moments later, the shift in rhythm was unmistakable. Years of leading a pack had taught me how silence behaved when people were thinking too much and speaking too little. It was never the loud confrontations that worried me. It was the quiet watching that came before them.That evening, I chose to take Kane back to the training grounds. Not because he was ready, and certainly not because I believed yesterday had already settled inside him. He was still shaken, still unsure, still carrying the weight of guilt like something he believed he deserved to feel. But
Last Updated: 2026-04-11
Chapter: 160. ARIANAThe world between dream and waking was hazy, yet somehow brighter than reality itself. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt wasn’t fear, but warmth. My body was heavy with exhaustion, yet my heart—oh, my heart was full. Tears slipped down the corner of my eyes even before I realized why. Memories that weren’t mine lived inside me, whispering through my veins like blood carrying a thousand years of longing. Seraphina’s life. Her pain. Her love. Her desperate cries for her child. And finally, her peace when the Moon Goddess had held her and promised her a better life.I had seen it all. Lived it all.And now I knew—her better life was me.A shaky breath left my lips, my hand instinctively going to my belly. The faint swell beneath my palm pulsed with promise, the third heartbeat
Last Updated: 2025-08-25
Chapter: 159. LUCASShane’s voice faded into silence, the story ending like a candle guttering out in a room too heavy with shadows. I sat there frozen, staring at her as though her words were still weaving themselves into the air around me. My throat felt raw, my chest heavy, and yet the ache that spread through me wasn’t only sorrow. It was something else—a strange, unexpected peace, tangled with grief.Seraphina. Her story was not just words, not just fragments of a past long buried—it was her life. Her pain. Her stolen joy. And for the first time, I felt the full weight of it.Tears burned at the corners of my eyes, and I didn’t bother wiping them away. I let them fall, let them trail down my skin. Maybe I owed her that. Maybe I owed her far more.
Last Updated: 2025-08-25
Chapter: 158. SERAPHINASilence.It was the kind that stretched endlessly, as though the world itself had gone mute. I stood upon what looked like endless clouds, pale and silver, shimmering beneath a sky that had no sun and no moon. My feet did not sink, nor did they move, yet somehow I was standing, breathing—though I was certain breath no longer belonged to me.I was dead.The thought struck me not with fear, but with an aching hollowness that spread through me like frost. I pressed a hand against my chest where once a heart had pounded restlessly, yearning, breaking, surviving. Now there was nothing. Only silence.And yet, even here, beyond the veil, my eyes were not allowed to rest. They sought something—someone. My child. The one who had not even taken his first breath, the li
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: 157. CAELANIt had been a month. A month of nights when the silence felt too vast, when her voice should have filled these walls but never did. A month of mornings when a child’s soft cry was the only thing that tethered me to this world. He was not mine by blood, not mine by right, yet the moment she had placed him in my arms, with that broken whisper—take him, promise me he will live—something inside me shifted.From that day, he was my son.I sat in the garden now, the late afternoon sun spilling across the stone paths, warming the cradle that swayed gently beside me. His tiny chest rose and fell in rhythm, fist curled against his cheek, lips parted as though he were smiling at some secret dream. Her dream.
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: 156. LUCIENDoing right by her.For once in my life, the phrase did not feel hollow. It was not about politics, it was not about appearances, not about the crown I carried like a curse—it was about her. Seraphina. The woman I loved, the woman I lost, the woman whose absence burned holes into my soul that no amount of time nor duty could mend.I stood in the great hall that morning, the weight of the crown heavy on my head, the council gathered around me like carrion birds. Their whispers had grown louder since Caelan left with my son—our son. They thought I didn’t hear, but I did. Every word. Every insult disguised as careful speculation. Every sneer at her name.“She was never meant to be queen.” “She bewitched him.” “She brought ruin.” “Perhaps the gods punished her, punished us, through her.”They didn’t say it to my face, but I knew. And today, I would not ignore it anymore.I slammed my hand against the throne’s armrest, the sound echoing like a crack of thunder across the marble walls. T
Last Updated: 2025-08-23
Chapter: 155. LUCIENI couldn’t sleep.Not anymore.It has been a week since Caelan left with my son.My son.This is probably the first time I have acknowledged it to myself—that he was mine. He was ours. He is ours.I sat up, rubbing my eyes, trying to find ways to sleep. But I just couldn’t. Not anymore. A lot of things haunted me and it was too late.Why did she not tell me? I knew the answer for it. But a part of me wanted to ask her that question anyway, as if saying it aloud would change the truth.Why did I not do anything when I knew that she was pregnant? I saw her… I saw her in a way I had never seen before, I saw her swollen with my child, and yet I didn’t make a move. Not once did I go and check on her. Why?And the dreadful part. The birth.It clung to me like blood that refused to wash away.I leaned forward, pressing my forehead into my palms, when the memory clawed its way back to me—uninvited, merciless.The midwife had been trembling when she came to me that night, her hands still smell
Last Updated: 2025-08-23
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