LOGINAluna’s POVI woke up suddenly, my breath uneven and my chest rising too fast like I had been running. My fingers tightened against the sheets as I tried to steady myself, my heart still pounding from what I had just experienced. It did not feel like a dream. It felt real. Too real.For a moment, I just sat there, staring into nothing as the memory replayed in my mind. The voice. The presence. The wolf. The way it looked at me like it had always known me. Like it had been waiting.My hand slowly moved to my chest, pressing lightly as if I could still feel it there. Something inside me had changed. I could feel it. Not physically, but deeply. Like something that had always been asleep had finally opened its eyes.“That was not a dream…” I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible.The thought alone made my chest tighten again, not out of fear, but out of something I did not fully understand yet.I turned slightly and looked beside me. Dalton was still asleep, his expression calm, hi
Aluna’s POVThe guards did not hesitate when Dalton gave the order, and I stood there, still trying to steady my breathing as they pulled Vanessa away. She struggled for only a second before something in her seemed to break, not into submission, but into a silent, burning resentment that I could feel brush against my senses as she passed. Her eyes flickered to me once, sharp and filled with something dangerous, and then she was gone. The door closed behind her, and the room felt different, quieter, but not lighter, as if something heavy had simply shifted instead of disappearing.I remained where I was, my thoughts tangled and unsettled, my chest still tight from everything that had just happened, when Dalton turned to me. His presence moved closer, steady and controlled, but there was something beneath it now, something more personal, something I could not ignore.“You should not have had to deal with that,” he said, his voice calm but carrying weight.I swallowed and forced myself
Aluna’s POVThe moment everything inside me finally settled, it was like something snapped quietly into place within my chest, the pressure that had been building for what felt like hours dissolving into a strange calm I did not trust yet, and before I could even properly inhale and understand what I was feeling, Dalton’s hand was already on me, his grip firm but not rough as he pulled me closer in a way that stole the air from my lungs, and then he kissed me.It was not gentle.It was not hesitant.It was immediate, deep, and so consuming that my thoughts scattered completely, my hands freezing where they were as his lips stayed on mine longer than I expected, like he was not asking for permission but taking a moment that had already been building between us without words, and when he finally pulled back just slightly, his forehead still hovered close enough that I could feel his breath against my skin.“You are impossible,” he said quietly, his voice lower now, almost teasing, and I
Aluna’s POVThe moment the door shut behind us, the silence felt too loud.Not because nothing was happening, but because everything was happening inside me.My chest was rising too fast, my thoughts tangled, my emotions refusing to settle. I could still feel it, that strange force moving under my skin like something alive, like it was waiting for me to either lose control again or understand it.And then there was him.Dalton.Standing too close.Watching me too closely.I could feel it, not just his presence, but him. The way his energy reacted to mine, the way something darker, deeper, stirred whenever my power flared. It made something twist inside me, something confusing, something that made my chest tighten in a way I did not understand.It made me… aware.Too aware.And that only made everything worse.“You need to calm down,” he said again, his voice firm but not harsh.I let out a frustrated breath, shaking my head. “You keep saying that like it is something simple.”“It is
Dalton’s POVThe council chamber was built for control.Everything about it demanded order. The long obsidian table stretched across the center of the room, its surface polished to a dark sheen that reflected the dim overhead lights. Tall stone pillars lined the walls, carved with ancient markings that spoke of lineage, conquest, and blood-bound rule. Even the air inside felt heavier, like it carried the weight of every decision ever made within those walls.And right now, that weight pressed harder than usual.“Vaelthryx is not just an ancient name,” one of the elders said, his voice strained despite the composure he tried to maintain. “It is a force that predates even the oldest bloodlines we know. If it has truly awakened, then we are not dealing with something that can be contained by ordinary means.”I remained seated at the head of the table, my fingers resting lightly against the arm of my chair, my gaze steady as I listened. Around me, the elders shifted uneasily, their disc
Aluna’s POVThe moment the priestess stepped back and dismissed us, the weight in the air did not vanish completely, but it loosened enough for me to breathe properly again. My chest still felt tight from everything I had seen and heard, and even as we began to walk back, my mind refused to quiet. The forest stretched around us, calm on the surface, yet I could still feel something underneath it all… something watching, waiting.I wrapped my arms lightly around myself, not from cold, but from the unease that had settled deep inside me.Dalton glanced at me. “You are quiet.”“I am thinking,” I replied honestly.“About what you saw?”I nodded slowly. “About everything. The voice. The warning. The way it felt… like it knew me.” I hesitated, then added more quietly, “It did not feel like a stranger.”Dalton was silent for a moment, as though weighing his words. “Not everything unknown is an enemy.”“I did not say it was,” I murmured. “That is what makes it worse. I do not know what it is
Dalton’s POVThe moment Dallas withdrew, the silence inside me felt louder than the chaos that had just unfolded.James bowed his head slightly and stepped aside, giving me the space I needed. The red glow from the altar still pulsed against the stone walls, slower now, but alive…hungry. My mate l
Dalton’s POVDawn arrives slowly, stretching pale gold fingers across the sky as if the world itself is hesitant to wake.I am already awake.I sit at the edge of my bed for a long moment, elbows resting lightly on my knees, staring at the faint light spilling through the tall windows. The air is c
Dalton’s POVThe corridor outside the council wing hums with quiet urgency.James stands a few steps away from me, his posture straight, eyes unfocused for a brief second. I recognized the look immediately.He is mind linking.The faint flicker of energy brushes the edges of my senses as he connect
Dalton’s POVThe tremor fades, but the echo of it lingers inside my bones.I leave my parents sitting inside the council hall, their questions still hanging in the air, and walk toward my private study. I need silence. I need distance from the eyes of warriors and elders. A king cannot think clearl







