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THE HERO OF BLACKFANG
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2025-08-07 02:53:40Aurelia’s Point of View
The scent of antiseptic still lingered in my nose as Lara hovered beside me, her stethoscope cold against my skin. I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, my feet brushing the floor, a soft breeze of movement I hadn’t felt in days. She tilted her head and eyed me with suspicion not the kind that spelled worry, but the kind that made you wonder if your best friend had just turned into a divine creature overnight.
“You sure you’re Aurelia?” Lara finally said, squinting. “Because I swear you’ve never looked this healthy. You’re glowing.”
I chuckled, a light sound that I hadn’t heard from my own lips in too long. “Maybe I’m reborn,” I replied. “Maybe that damn wolfsbane burned away everything rotten.”
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CHASING HIS LUNA BACK WICKED HISTORY
Aurelia's point of viewThe chamber was quiet, the kind of quiet that made your skin itch, like even the walls were listening. Silas and I sat in the dim light, both of us too wired to even think of sleep. My mind still reeled from Damien’s words. The way he had spoken of Sara as though she were some pawn in his twisted game made bile rise in my throat.I pressed my palms to my knees, steadying my breath. “He meant it, Silas. He truly thinks she belongs to him. That he has some claim over her. The thought alone...” My voice cracked, fury bubbling beneath the surface. “We have to protect her. No matter what.”Silas’s eyes burned with the same rage I felt. His jaw was so tight it might have cracked. “He’ll never lay a finger on her,” he said, voice low, lethal. “Not while I’m alive. I swear, Aurelia, if he tries, I’ll kill him. I’ll rip him apart piece by piece until even the crows won’t want what’s left.”There was no doubt in his words, no hesitation. That was Silas, my mate, my shiel
CHASING HIS LUNA BACK THE TWISTED STORY
Aurelia's point of viewMy mind was nowhere near the chamber I stood in. It was out there in the library, wrapped around Silas like a second skin, wondering if he’d managed to gather the pages we needed, if he’d slipped past the guards, if the shadows of this cursed palace hadn’t swallowed him whole. Every laugh from Damien grated my nerves raw, every smirk twisted the knife deeper.I had tolerated enough.I rose from the chair, pushing it back with a deliberate scrape across the polished floor. “I should return,” I said, keeping my voice level. “The pups might wake and be startled not to find me in the room.”Damien’s lips curved in that infuriating way of his, a smile without warmth, amusement laced with cruelty. He leaned back in his chair as though my words were some charming jest. “If you were my chosen mate, Aurelia, you wouldn’t have to concern yourself with waking pups or nursing them. You’d have maids doing that for you while you enjoyed the life you were meant for.”My blood
CHASING HIS LUNA BACK MISSION BOOKS
Silas's point of viewThe corridor was colder than it should’ve been. Or maybe it was just me while clutching Aurelia’s ring like it was some divine compass. The hidden passage she’d shown me spat me out right beside the royal library’s ancient wooden doors.I glanced over my shoulder one last time. Aurelia was already striding toward the guards, her head tilted in that perfect, commanding way that made men either kneel or choke on their own tongues.“Show me the king’s chamber,” she demanded with honeyed authority.I ground my teeth so hard my jaw cracked. Oh, I hated this plan. Absolutely despised it. My mate, my stubborn, reckless, infuriatingly brilliant mate was going straight into the wolf’s den with Damien. And I was supposed to sit here and… read.“Wonderful,” I muttered under my breath. “She gets a personal audience with the bastard, and I get dust bunnies and history lessons. Truly, the universe is kind.”Fenrir rumbled in the back of my head. Focus, pup. If she’s buying you
CHASING HIS LUNA BACK RISKING MY EVERYTHING
Aurelia's point of viewSilas’s hand fit mine like it always had. Solid, warm, a tether that kept my breath from scattering. We entered the great dining hall together, the pups clinging shyly to my skirt, their small faces peeking around our ankles. The room smelled of roasted meat and old candles; the great table stretched like a dark river through the center, and at its head sat the man who made my blood run thin: Alpha King Damien.He rose as we entered, slow and theatrical, as if the motion were practiced for effect. His eyes slipped over me with that patient hunger I’d seen before, then paused on Sara with a quick, almost casual intensity that set my teeth on edge.Silas’s jaw tightened beside me. I felt the heat of his warning before his voice cut across the hush. “Good evening, Your Majesty,” he said, clipped and flat.Damien smiled, the kind that never reached his eyes. “Alpha Silas, Luna Aurelia. I apologise for my abrupt departure earlier, ministers demanded my counsel on tr
CHASING HIS LUNA BACK THE ROYAL LIBRARY
Aurelia's point of viewThe tall iron gates of the royal palace groaned as they opened, and my heartbeat turned erratic. It felt like each clang of the iron echoed inside my chest.“Calm,” Silas murmured under his breath, his hand brushing against mine. His expression was calm on the surface, but his sharp eyes told me he was on high alert. He didn’t have to say more, I could read the tension rolling off him.It had been my idea to bring the pups here, and even now I had to remind myself not to waver.The valet rushed forward and opened the carriage doors for us. I stepped out with as much composure as I could summon, my gown swishing around my ankles.And there he was. Alpha King Damien. Standing on the throne with a background of liar.Our eyes locked instantly. His lips curled into a smirk that was both infuriating and nauseating, as though he’d been waiting for this exact moment. His gaze lingered on me shamelessly, but his hand extended toward Silas, feigning politeness.I tighte
CHASING HIS LUNA BACK VISITING THE ROYAL PALACE
Silas's point of viewWhen Aurelia showed me the portrait of Damien’s ancestor, the thing that had looked like a curiosity in her hands became something colder, more dangerous. At first I did not understand because it was an old painting with a normal a pendant, nothing more but the way she traced the sigil, the way her voice tightened when she said witch’s mark, made the hair along my arms rise.“A royal who was never royal,” I said, tasting the words like iron. “Omegas who climbed a throne because of a mating. A witch’s pendant binding an Alpha line… if that pendant exists, it changes everything.”She nodded, fierce and weary at once. “It could be the key to Damien’s influence. If the pendant grants him power, or if the bloodline itself is tangled with something… unclean, then what he is doing, what Draco wants, none of it is simply politics anymore.”I wanted proof and a way to rip whatever root he’d sunk into our world from the ground. The journal sat in the satchel like a promise
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