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Chapter 154 – The Moonborn’s Dawn
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Bound to the moon Chapter 154 – The Moonborn’s Dawn
The world narrowed to fire.My body trembled, drenched in sweat, every muscle straining against the relentless waves ofpain that ripped through me. My screams echoed into the night sky, mingling with the chants ofthe seer and the cries of the pack. The air was thick with tension, hope, and fear.Kael’s hand never left mine. His grip was iron, steady even when I crushed his fingers until hisknuckles whitened. His forehead pressed against mine, his lips brushing my damp skin as hewhispered again and again, “You can do this, my love. You’re stronger than this pain. You’restronger than all of it.”I wanted to believe him.I wanted to remember that I had survived betrayals, loss, war, and heartbreak. That I had risenthrough ashes when the world wanted me broken. That I had endured when even the godsseemed to curse me. But in that moment, I was nothing but raw, breathless agony.And yet… beneath the agony, something stirred. Something ancient. Something powerful.The prophecy.“The M
Bound to the moon Chapter 153 – Legacy of Blood and Ashes
The night was silent when the pyres were built.Not a single wolf howled, not a single child cried. It was as if the entire pack held its breath,waiting, mourning in the same heavy silence that pressed against my chest.I stood at the heart of the grounds, Kael’s hand warm and steady in mine, and looked upon thewooden structures raised before us. Each pyre bore a name etched into stone and carved intomemory—Riven, Lyra, Elder Darius, Thorne. And beside them, a smaller mound, where flowershad been laid for Celina’s child.The air was thick with grief and smoke. Torches burned low, their flames licking at the sky, butoffering no warmth. All around me, my pack—their pack, our pack—stood shoulder to shoulder,heads bowed, eyes glistening. The weight of their loss pressed down like a mountain.But it was not just theirs. It was mine too.I stepped forward, Kael’s hand slipping from mine as he let me go, giving me the space to lead.My heart thundered in my chest, my body trembling ben
Bound to the moon Chapter 152 – The Luna’s
The council chamber smelled of smoke and old wood, and for the first time since I had set foot init, the elders’ eyes were fixed on me—not as an outsider, not as the cursed girl they oncewhispered about, not as a bond they couldn’t understand—but as their Luna.It should have been empowering. Instead, the weight of it pressed against my shoulders until Ithought I might buckle.I stood at the head of the long stone table, Kael beside me, his presence solid, grounding, evenwhen his jaw was tight and his eyes shadowed by loss. Around us, the elders shifted in theirseats, their voices rising, clashing like blades.“The people demand answers!” Elder Naida snapped. “Whispers of Celeste’s spirit spread likewildfire. They fear she lingers, that her curse has not lifted.”“They fear weakness,” Jorah growled, his massive hands clenched into fists. “And weakness willdestroy us faster than any spirit.”“And whose fault is that?” another elder hissed. “The king is gone, his mate murdered, o
Bound to the moon Chapter 151 - A new threat
The night carried a stillness that should have been comforting, but wasn’t.Moonlight poured over the valley, silver and soft, brushing against the roofs of the fortress andthe sweeping line of trees that encircled our lands. Wolves slept in their dens, children curledagainst their mothers, warriors sprawled on the training grounds, resting after another gruelingday of patrols. From a distance, it might have seemed like peace.But peace was fragile.I could feel it—thin, brittle, stretched taut like glass ready to shatter. It hummed in the air, itthrobbed in the bond between Kael and me, it whispered in the way the pack looked over theirshoulders at shadows that weren’t there.Celina was gone. Her madness had ended in a cliff’s fall and shattered bones, her screams carriedaway by the wind. And yet, her presence lingered.Not her. Not really.But her mother. Celeste. The darkness that had coiled in the edges of our lives since the day Ihad bound myself to the triplets still ling
Bound to the moon Chapter 150 - Picking up the pieces
The fortress had never felt so heavy with silence.After Darius vanished, it was as though the walls themselves mourned. Every corridor whisperedhis absence. Every warrior’s step echoed louder, harsher, like even stone resented the void he hadleft. The pack moved like a body wounded and bleeding, staggering but not yet fallen. Theylooked for guidance, for stability, and in their eyes I saw the same question mirrored again andagain: What now?I asked myself that question too, over and over, with no easy answer.Kael bore it all with the kind of strength that both awed and scared me. He did not flinch whenthe elders pressed for answers. He did not falter when the warriors demanded orders. He carriedhimself with a steadiness I envied, though I knew—because I felt it in the bond that tetheredus—that beneath the surface, the storm raged.And me? I was no pillar. I was the cracks and shadows that threatened to swallow us whole.Everywhere I turned, guilt followed me like a phantom. L
Bound to the moon Chapter 149 - Thorne’s Confession
The night after Celina’s burial felt heavier than any night I had known. Even the moon, usually aquiet companion, seemed dimmer, its glow swallowed by the weight of grief and whispers. Thepack was restless. I could hear their murmurs as they drifted through the camp likeshadows—speculation, anger, fear. Celina’s madness had left scars, not just in death, but in thememories of everyone who had seen her final fall.But the one who carried it most, the one who seemed to wither under the truth, was Thorne.He hadn’t spoken since that day. Not to Kael. Not to me. Not to anyone. He moved like a ghostthrough the halls, his broad shoulders hunched, his steps heavy, his eyes dark and hollow. Andthough no one dared say it aloud, everyone felt it. The silence that clung to him was not griefalone. It was guilt.I felt it too.Kael refused to speak on it, but I saw the way his gaze hardened whenever Thorne entered theroom, the way his fists clenched at his sides. Something unspoken passed
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