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Chapter 38: Fractures in the Moonlight

Author: Sam K
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-09 02:14:29
Alara’s POV

The courtyard had always been one of my favorite places in the palace — open sky, moon-washed stones, the hum of pack energy threading through the air. But that evening, the very air felt wrong. Or maybe it was me who was wrong.

I had begun avoiding Xavier’s gaze more deliberately with every passing hour, keeping conversations brief and slipping out of rooms before he could press too deeply. I told myself it was for his sake. For the pack’s. For everyone who might suffer because something inside me was growing beyond my control.

But distance came with consequences.

Rylan stood beside me now, stiff as a spear, jaw flexing as he glanced over the warriors sparring below. He had agreed — reluctantly, stubbornly — to keep the incident with the warped light a secret. But I could feel tension rolling off him like heat from a forge.

“You’re on edge,” I said quietly.

His nostrils flared. “With all due respect, Luna, I’m not the only one.”

I swallowed, looking down at my hands. They
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Seems like Alara's power are out of her control... will she be able to learn how to better manipulate them or has she become a ticking time bomb?

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