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MESSING WITH THE WRONG WOLF (Part 1)

Author: ZIA
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 00:42:23

Aurleia's point of view

The dungeon door slammed shut behind me, and the echoes chased me down the stone corridor like ghosts. Alisha’s laughter still rang in my ears, high and brittle, even after her screams had died away. I couldn’t tell if what she gave me was truth or just another poisoned riddle. Was it a hint of help, or a final attempt to twist my focus away from Silas?

It didn’t matter.

Because my mate was out there. With Roderick. And every beat of my heart screamed that Silas was in pain.

My steps faltered for only a moment as guilt clawed at me. What I had done to Alisha… the finger in the box, the silver burning her skin… I told myself it was necessary, that no one had shown mercy to my children, so I could not afford mercy either. But when her blood stained my hands, it had felt less like justice and more like vengeance. Brutality for brutality.

I pressed the thought down. There was no time to linger.

“Luna.” Dalton’s voice came from the hall ahead, tight and urgent. He m
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    Silas’s Point of ViewAfter the hearty exchange of words with Alisha, I went straight to the dungeons to finish what I had started earlier. This thought had been on my mind since I healed from this wound. There needs to hold an interogation between Roderick and I. He knew more than I could imagine.The dungeon was colder than I remembered when I visited where the las time. Stone walls slick with damp, iron bars slick with rust. The air reeked of mildew, sweat, and blood. I could feel what happened here when Aurelia came to take a bait from Alisha. The stench of hopelessness. I walked slowly, every step echoing like a warning. Wolves fell silent when I passed their cells. Even the witches huddled in corners, eyes down, as though they knew I had no mercy left to spare.And why should I? Mercy had cost me an eye and my blood. I was irreplaceable. Walking down to the end of the corridor and stopped at the final cell, where the torchlight flickered just enough to illuminate his drowsy figu

  • CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   SCARS AND GEMS

    Silas's point of viewThe pain of losing an eye would never fade. I knew that. Every time I reached up to adjust the leather patch Dalton had given me, every time I caught my reflection in a mirror, I was reminded of it. A part of me was gone forever.And yet… I found peace in what remained. I had my life. I had Aurelia. I had my pack.That was enough.Aurelia had been gently insistent all morning, nudging me with her sharp little smiles, her way of saying stop sulking and face what matters most. She wanted me to meet the pups, and I had no strength left to deny her.When the door opened, and the little feet pattered inside, I felt my heart stumble.Kael ran in first, all scruffy hair and restless energy. He froze when he saw me, really saw me with his eyes lingering on the patch over my right eye. For a moment, I feared the look of horror, the pity.But instead, his lips stretched into a wide grin. “Daddy!”He launched himself into my lap before I could react. Sara wasn’t far behind,

  • CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   STRONGER THAN BEFORE

    Aurelia's point of viewI swore to the Moon Goddess that I would make every single one of them pay for what they had done to Silas. Every bruise, every cut, every drop of blood they spilled from his body would be repaid in kind.My head snapped toward Roderick, who sat slumped against the cold stone wall, his leg still mangled, blood soaking into the earth beneath him. For once, the arrogance had slipped from his face, replaced with raw, naked fear. His eyes darted to me, wide, pleading but I was past mercy.I strode forward, seized him by the collar, and dragged him upright. His body trembled in my grip.“Who did this?” I snarled, shaking him hard enough that his head smacked against the wall. “Who tortured him? Who ordered it?”He swallowed thickly, throat bobbing, but he remained silent.That silence told me everything.“You,” I whispered, realization dawning like a blade in my chest. My claws pressed against the side of his neck, and he flinched, but I did not strike. “You dared l

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  • CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   BOX OF EMOTIONS

    Aurelia's point of viewThe air in the dungeon was suffocating, damp with mold and reeking of blood. My wolf was pacing inside me, clawing at the walls of my chest as if she could burst free and tear through every barrier until we found him, until we found Silas. I came here for him and I won't back out without him.Draco stood in front of me, his expression a cold mask. “You think you can storm in here and demand what’s yours?” His voice was calm, too calm, like a serpent before it strikes."That's an order from the Luna of Blackfang, Markus Draco. Your pawn kidnapped my mate and tortured him. I won't leave without him." I stated while staring at him."So much of claim over the pack that sent you to exile. Not sure what to call it, bravery or stupidity?" He hissed at me.I bared my teeth, the words ripping from me like fire. “We will see how much you can claim, but for now, if you don’t step aside, I’ll burn this wretched place to the ground.”For the first time, his lips twitched no

  • CHASING HIS LUNA BACK   MESSING WITH THE WRONG WOLF (Part 2)

    Aurelia's point of viewThe dungeon door slammed shut behind me, its echoes rattling through the silent tunnels like the last heartbeat of something already dead. My lungs burned as I inhaled the heavy stench of blood, wolfsbane, and damp stone that clung to my clothes. But worse than the smell was the invisible thread tugging mercilessly at my chest. Silas. His pain was relentless, raw, each wave stabbing through me as if it were my own flesh being carved apart.Dalton was waiting outside, his eyes sharp, jaw locked as though he had already anticipated what I would say.“Luna,” he greeted, voice steady, though I could see the tension in his shoulders. “What did you see?”“Not enough,” I replied hoarsely, forcing my wolf back into calmness though my blood screamed for vengeance. “But I know where to begin. We head to the ruins of the old camp. That’s where the trail lies.”Dalton frowned, glancing past me toward the distant treeline. “The ruins are still crawling with their filth. The

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