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Chapter twelve

Autor: Maevelyn
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The afternoon sun had begun its slow descent, bathing the garden in gold and stretching the shadows long across the grass. We still hadn’t moved from the bench. Lucian’s hand remained in mine, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles over my knuckles—a quiet, grounding rhythm neither of us acknowledged aloud.

I sensed the change before I saw it. A subtle tightening in his shoulders. The way his gaze flicked toward the hedge line, sharp and alert, as though listening to something beyond my hearing
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  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter seventeen

    The training ground was still empty when we finished. Dust floated in the air, glowing softly in the late afternoon light. My body ached—but in a good way. It was the kind of pain that proved I was alive, strong, and in control of myself.Lucian walked beside me toward the pack house. Our steps matched naturally, our shoulders brushing now and then. We didn’t talk. The silence felt full, not uncomfortable. We had shared something important—not just training, but trust. We had pushed each other hard and learned we could still stand together afterward.At the edge of the courtyard, he stopped and turned to me.“You were incredible,” he said quietly. No flourish. Just truth.Heat warmed my cheeks—not embarrassment, but pride. “I surprised myself.”“You surprised the moon,” he said softly. He lifted his hand and wiped a streak of dirt from my cheek with his thumb. The touch lingered. “What you felt at the end—that power—that was the affinity waking. Not fully yet, but close. You felt it,

  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter sixteen

    The midday sun shone over the training ground, bright and hot. The wide dirt circle lay empty except for us. Lucian had kept his word. Lucian had kept his promise. No warriors watching from the sidelines, no curious kids peeking through the fence. Just the hard ground, wooden weapon racks, and the distant call of birds drifting in from the trees. I stood in the center, rolling my shoulders and breathing slowly. This body felt familiar, yet new. The muscles remembered things I did not. I wore dark leather training clothes that fit close to my skin. A short sword hung at my hip, light and easy to hold. A dagger was strapped to my thigh. Nothing heavy. Nothing fancy. Just tools to test what this body could do. Lucian faced me across the circle, stripped down to a fitted black tunic and pants, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His hair was tied back, showing the sharp line of his jaw and that faint scar I’d traced the night before. He carried no weapon yet—hands loose at his sides, posture

  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter five

    Morning came quietly. Mist moved through the trees like soft smoke. I woke before the sun rose. The pack house was still silent.Lucian was not beside me. His place in the bed was empty, but still warm. He’d slipped out sometime in the night for patrol, leaving only the faint imprint of his warmth and the lingering scent of cedar on the pillow.I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling beams. The kiss from last night lingered on my lips like a secret. Not just the press of his mouth or the careful hunger—but the way it had felt safe. Wanted. Chosen.My wolf stirred inside me, calm and relaxed. For the first time, she felt settled, as if she had decided this life was worth staying in. The bond between Lucian and me was still faint, like a thin silver thread, but it was growing stronger each day.I got up and dressed in soft leathers and a dark green cloak. Then I slipped out through the side door. The air was cold and fresh. It smelled like pine trees and wet earth.I neede

  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter fourteen

    The fire had burned down to glowing embers by the time the last of the pack drifted away. Laughter still echoed faintly from the far side of the courtyard, but here, near the ivy-covered wall, the night felt private, like the world had stepped away.Lucian and I remained on the bench, shoulders touching now, the distance between us narrowed by small, unconscious shifts neither of us acknowledged aloud.I felt his warmth beside me. It was calm. Safe. His scent surrounded me—cedar smoke clinging from the fire, the clean bite of winter wind, something deeper and uniquely his. My wolf felt it too. She was no longer restless. She settled, peaceful, like she had finally found a place to rest.Lucian broke the silence, his voice low. “You surprised them tonight. You surprised me too.”“In a good way? I hope.”“The best way.” He turned to look at me. The firelight was fading, but I felt his eyes on my face. “You spoke from here.” He tapped his chest lightly. “Not from memory. Not from duty. J

  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter thirteen

    Evening settled over Nightshade like a soft blanket, the sky changed from gold to deep blue. We left the garden as the first stars pierced the deepening blue, faint pinpricks of light trembling into view. Lucian walked beside me, our steps slow and calm, the silence between us no longer heavy—no longer weighed down by all we hadn’t said.As we neared the pack house, the sounds of life reached us—laughter spilling from open windows, the crackle of a bonfire being lit in the central courtyard, the low hum of voices preparing for nightfall. The pack was alive—breathing, moving, waiting.For me.Lucian slowed his steps. “They’ve been holding the welcome quietly,” he said. “No grand ceremony. Just a gathering. Food, fire, stories. If it’s too much—”“I want to go,” I said gently, cutting him off. The words surprised me as much as they seemed to surprise him. “Not as the Luna they remember. Just… as me. Whoever that is tonight.”He searched my face for a long moment. Then nodded, pride sof

  • Mated to the wrong Alpha, reborn as the strongest Luna   Chapter twelve

    The afternoon sun had begun its slow descent, bathing the garden in gold and stretching the shadows long across the grass. We still hadn’t moved from the bench. Lucian’s hand remained in mine, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles over my knuckles—a quiet, grounding rhythm neither of us acknowledged aloud.I sensed the change before I saw it. A subtle tightening in his shoulders. The way his gaze flicked toward the hedge line, sharp and alert, as though listening to something beyond my hearing.Alpha instincts. Always watching.“Someone’s coming,” he murmured, not releasing my hand.A moment later, footsteps crunched along the gravel path. Amira appeared at the edge of the clearing, moving quickly though clearly trying not to look rushed. Behind her trailed a young boy—no more than ten—cradling a small wooden box in both hands as if it held something precious, something sacred.Amira’s eyes found mine first. Relief flashed across her face, quickly followed by something sharper—worry.

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