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HIS REJECTION, ANOTHER'S CLAIM,MY TWINS,MY POWER CHAPTER 114
The Twins’ BondThe camp lay heavy beneath the moon’s pale gaze, silent except for the distant rustling of leaves and the occasional crackle of dying embers. Elena sat cross-legged near the edge of the clearing, watching her twins play under the watchful eyes of the Moonborn warriors. The children were restless tonight, as if the energy in the air was thickening—pressing on their small bodies with an unseen weight.Luca and Liora, though only a few years old, had grown noticeably stronger over recent weeks. Their powers—the legacy of their dual heritage—had blossomed beyond Elena’s cautious expectations. But tonight, something was different.The air around them shimmered faintly, like heat rising from sun-baked earth. Elena’s breath caught.“They’re stirring,” whispered Lyra, one of the elder Moonborn women who’d taken to watching the twins as if they were precious relics. “The bond between them… it’s growing.”Elena’s gaze hardened. She had seen glimpses of their power before—Luca’s
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The Shadow’s PromiseNight wrapped the Moonborn camp in a tense, waiting silence. Fires burned low, not for warmth but discipline—no light to guide enemies, no smoke to betray them. Elena moved through the shadows with the quiet certainty of a woman who had learned to listen to the land more than to fear. Every step hummed with residual power from the twins’ disappearance, a cold ache beneath her ribs that refused to fade.She stopped at the edge of the old ravine where the trees thinned and the stars fell closer. This place had once been a smuggler’s crossing; now it felt like a threshold. The moonlight fractured across the rocks, silver and sharp.“You shouldn’t be alone right now,” a voice said softly.Zephyr emerged from the darkness as if the shadows themselves had shaped him. No armor. No banners. Just black leathers and eyes that reflected starlight like a promise kept in secret.“I’m never alone,” Elena replied without turning. “Not anymore.”He accepted that without argumen
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The Alpha’s BargainThe battlefield did not sleep.Even as dawn crept across the forest, the scent of blood, ash, and burned magic clung to the air. Elena stood at the edge of the Moonborn camp, watching her people reinforce barriers, tend to the wounded, and bury the dead. Every sound felt sharper now—every breath heavier.She had crossed a line.There was no going back.A ripple of unease moved through the camp before she sensed him.Damien.His presence slammed into the clearing like a storm front—dominant, heavy, unmistakable. Wolves stiffened. Rogues reached for weapons. Whispers hissed through the ranks.“The Alpha.”“Elena’s mate.”“No—ex-mate.”Elena didn’t turn at first. She kept her gaze fixed on the treeline, jaw clenched, spine straight. She refused to let him see her flinch.Damien stepped into the light.He looked different.Not weaker—but altered. His armor bore fresh scars. His eyes were darker, rimmed with exhaustion and something dangerously close to desperation. Po
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The Luna’s ArmyThe first rule Elena laid down was simple.No one is disposable.The rogues stared at her like she’d spoken madness.They stood in a rough clearing at dawn—men and women scarred by exile, omegas who had survived by bowing their heads, rebels hardened by years of running. Some bore old pack brands burned into their skin. Others carried weapons so worn they looked like extensions of their bodies.They were not soldiers.They were survivors.And they were looking at Elena like she was either a miracle—or a mistake.Elena felt the weight of their eyes as she stepped forward, her twins secured behind her with the older women of the camp. The morning fog curled around her boots, damp and cold, carrying the scent of iron and pine. Somewhere in the distance, a drum beat once—slow, deliberate.She lifted her chin.“I won’t promise you safety,” she said, her voice calm but carrying across the clearing. “I won’t promise victory. And I won’t lie to you about what’s coming.”Murmurs
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War DrumsThe drums began at dawn.Not the kind made of hide and wood, but the kind that thundered in the blood — distant, relentless, impossible to ignore.War was coming.I stood at the edge of the Moonborn camp as the sun crested the treeline, its light cutting through the mist like a blade. Smoke from last night’s fires still clung to the air, carrying the scent of ash, sweat, and fear.The Council had made its decision.Open war.“They didn’t even pretend this time,” one of the scouts muttered behind me. “No warnings. No envoys.”I didn’t turn. I didn’t need to. I had felt it long before the messenger arrived — the shift in the Moon’s pull, the tightening of fate around my ribs.“They never intended to negotiate,” I said calmly. “They intended to erase us.”The messenger had arrived just before dawn, bloodied and shaking, bearing the Council’s seal burned into a strip of wolfhide.By decree of the High Council:The Moonborn are declared an abomination.Their Luna is to be captured
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The Secret HeirThe night sky was an endless canvas of stars, cold and distant, watching silently over the forest that had become our sanctuary — and battleground.The Moonborn camp had quieted after the chaos of recent days, but the unease lingered, like the smell of smoke after a fire.I stood by the flickering firelight, the twins curled asleep in their cradle near me. Their breathing was soft and even, but my heart thundered with questions I couldn’t silence.They were more than just my children.I knew that much.But how much more?A sudden hush fell over the camp as the oracle approached, her steps slow and deliberate. Draped in midnight robes adorned with silver embroidery of ancient symbols, her eyes gleamed like molten silver, reflecting a wisdom older than the forest itself. The Moonborn parted respectfully, giving her space to approach the circle of warriors gathered around the fire. I moved forward, anticipation knotting in my stomach.“Luna Elena,” the oracle began, her v
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