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Chapter 15

Author: Moonchild
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-09 15:03:12

Deric

The wind howled against the walls as I stepped through the gates, the sound only amplified my confusion. Ronan was supposed to tell Jaxon, but of course, he didn’t. He probably thought he was doing me a favor by keeping it quiet. I should’ve known. Jaxon was suspicious already—and when he asked what “stuff” I meant, I almost choked on my own damn breath.

Moonshade dust.

A rare, almost forgotten substance in our kind, mostly found in the Morrien pack. Useless to most…unless you know exactly how to use it.

I clenched my jaw, pressing a hand to the hidden pocket inside my cloak, where the pouch of glistening dust now sat. It felt warm, like it had absorbed the tension of every single person who had ever tried to use it.

Then again, was Jaxon really saying the truth about Elvira? She was beaten? That sounds ridiculous! No matter how much I try to put it, it sound ridiculous. I mean, why would your own family want to hurt you?

Hell, I didn’t even know anymore.

I stormed into the cas
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    Jaxon The scent of stale whiskey and dried blood clung to my room like a curse. I lay sprawled on the wide leather couch near the window, staring blankly at the ceiling. Dust motes drifted through shafts of weak morning light slicing between the blackout curtains I hadn’t opened in days. My beard had grown thick and untamed, dark bristles covering my jaw and throat, curling slightly at the ends. My brows had overgrown too, shadowing my bloodshot eyes. When I shifted, the scruff rasped against my collarbone, sending a small shiver through my exhausted body. My hair fell in messy waves to my shoulders, heavy with grease. I hadn’t bothered to tie it back. I didn’t care. I’d stopped caring the moment she looked at me like I was filth under her boot. When her eyes burned with disgust, cutting deeper than any blade could. A week. Seven full days since she spoke to me. Seven days since her scent last lingered on my fingers. I shifted again, the leather squeaking beneath my bare back.

  • Alpha’s Moonchild   Chapter 164

    Ronan I sat in the dim hotel room, staring at Lila as she lay across the bed, her hair spilling over the sheets. The yellow lamplight carved shadows under her collarbones. She was scrolling through her phone, nails tapping idly against the screen. Every now and then, her lips curved in a private smile. “Babe,” I said, my voice rough from hours of silence. “We need to talk.” Her eyes flicked up, bored. “About what, Ronan?” I shifted in my seat by the window. Rain streaked down the glass behind me. I ran a hand through my hair, fighting the urge to scream. “Jaxon’s men are still searching for you,” I said slowly, tasting each word before releasing it. “They’re relentless. Talon has his trackers on full alert, and Cassian… he’s like a fucking bloodhound.” She sighed, tossing her phone onto the nightstand. “And?” “And I think you should leave Morrien. Leave the region entirely. Go to another pack territory. Lay low until this blows over.” Her gaze sharpened, slicing into me. “You

  • Alpha’s Moonchild    Chapter 163

    Eric I woke with a heavy head and heavier heart. The sun had barely risen over the towers, a bleak haze clinging to the windows like frost. I ran my fingers through my hair, willing the fog in my mind to clear. Servants moved quietly through my chamber, lighting incense to drive away last night’s stale perfume and my spilled whiskey. “Beta Elijah is back,” my personal servant whispered during breakfast, a smirk on his lips. “He came with a girl.” A girl. My curiosity had burned all morning. I left my chamber, ignoring the maid trying to fix my collar as I stalked down the marble halls. It felt too quiet lately, as if everyone was holding their breath for something terrible to happen. I needed laughter today, something easy, something that made sense. I found myself knocking once before pushing into Elijah’s chambers without waiting for permission. “Brother!” I announced, spreading my arms dramatically as I stepped in. “Or should I say, the ever-absent Beta finally returns to gra

  • Alpha’s Moonchild   Chapter 162

    Elvira I buttoned the last button of my black coat, staring at my reflection in the tall gilded mirror. My hair fell in dark waves down my back, the ends curling rebelliously. My eyes, once mossy and warm, now looked like shards of malachite under dim morning light. A glint that hadn’t been there before reflected back at me. Colder. Sharper. Deadlier. I flexed my fingers, feeling the callouses at the base of each. My wolf hummed low, restless beneath my skin. Today, it whispered, something will shift. A knock rattled my room door. I slid my dagger into its thigh sheath and straightened my posture. “Come in.” Cassian entered quietly, the scent of cold wind and cedar swallowing the lavender incense lingering from last night. His hair was damp, curling slightly at the ends, as if he’d just come from patrol. His eyes, pale silver and unyielding, swept over me. He looked tired. New lines cut across his brow. His mouth pressed into a thin line. “Where are you going this early?” His

  • Alpha’s Moonchild   Author’s Note

    Hi guys, so I noticed that my views and gifters reduced despite my daily updates and honestly it discouraged me that maybe my book isn’t interesting enough, but no worries…updates have started again, thanks for sticking around 🫶🏻

  • Alpha’s Moonchild   Chapter 161

    Elyra I felt the retching rise again, bitter and acidic in my throat. My hand pressed to my belly, the other braced against the marble sink as I vomited for the second time that morning. Tears pricked my eyes, hot and useless. My entire body trembled with exhaustion. A gentle knock came at the door. “Lady Elyra?” One of Mother’s maids. “Her Grace requests your presence in the throne chamber.” I rinsed my mouth, staring at my reflection. My skin was sallow, my lips pale, my eyes rimmed red. I wiped a trembling hand across my mouth, forced my shoulders back, and turned to leave. As I walked down the long polished hallways, lined with heavy red drapes and golden sconces, every servant’s gaze lingered on my belly. They knew. There was no hiding it now. My stomach curved under my cream dress, the swell undeniable. I felt… exposed and raw. Like everyone could see straight through me into the secret I held so desperately. Guards pushed open the throne chamber doors for me. The smell of

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