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102. SOMETHING UNCERTAIN

Author: Paisley C
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-06 18:03:18

KIERAN

I stood by the window of my office, the curtains barely shifting with the breeze that fought to sneak past the heavy wooden frames. My hands were clasped tightly behind my back, the tension in my shoulders giving away more than I wanted it to. I could feel the weight of everything pressing down on me—like I was standing at a crossroad where each path led to something uncertain, something heavy. The silence in the room screamed louder than any war cry I’d ever heard. I’d been Alpha for a long time.

I’d survived betrayal, war, blood, and the kind of grief that makes a man question everything, including his own soul. But nothing had prepared me for this. Nothing had prepared me for the kind of decisions I’d have to make now. And the worst part? I wasn’t even sure what the right move was anymore. I closed my eyes, let the air press into my chest, and whispered to myself,

“You don’t get to break, Kieran. Not now. Not ever.”

A sharp knock came at the door, and I didn’t turn. I knew w
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  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   110.SOME STUBBORN SHADOW

    RAVENI glanced over my shoulder for what felt like the tenth time in less than a minute, my brows drawn low, because honestly, I couldn’t wrap my head around why Kieran was still there, still following me like some stubborn shadow that refused to disappear. “You do know,” I said, letting my voice drip with the kind of warning that should’ve made any sane man turn back, “that I might be walking you straight into a trap, right?” He didn’t even blink—just gave me that infuriating half-smile, the one that made it look like he knew more than he was letting on.“Yeah,” he said simply, “but if it’s a trap, it’s still better than sitting around and wondering what’s out here.” I let out a sharp breath, almost a laugh but not quite, shaking my head. “You really don’t know when to quit, do you?” I muttered.“Not when I think the person leading me knows something I don’t,” he shot back, his tone laced with something between challenge and curiosity. I stopped for a moment, narrowing my eyes at hi

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   109. THIS SIDE OF MOCKING

    KIERANI kept my eyes on Raven as she moved swiftly ahead of me, her figure weaving between the trees like she had walked this path a thousand times before. “Raven,” I called, my voice cutting through the quiet rustle of the leaves, “are you ever going to tell me where the hell we’re going, or do you plan to keep me guessing until we get lost?”She didn’t turn back, didn’t even slow her pace, just tossed her voice over her shoulder like it was a casual thing. “If you can’t handle a little mystery, Kieran, you’re free to turn around.”I scoffed, shoving a low branch out of my way. “Turn around? You think I’m the type to stop halfway just because I’m not getting answers?” She let out a laugh—short, sharp, and just this side of mocking.“You’re the type to get in over your head and then complain about it later.” I pushed forward, narrowing the gap between us. “I’m the type who doesn’t like being lied to. And right now, you’re not telling me anything, which makes me think you’re hiding so

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   108. HYPER-AWARE

    RAVENI could feel it, the subtle prickle at the back of my neck, the faint change in the rhythm of the air behind me, the way my instincts kept urging me to turn around. But I didn’t. I just kept walking, my boots crunching lightly against the gravel path, my hands buried deep in the pockets of my coat, my face calm as though I hadn’t noticed a thing. Still, every part of me was aware, hyper-aware, and when I finally let my eyes drift ever so slightly to the side, catching the reflection in the faint shimmer of a shop window, my lips almost curled. Alpha Kieran. Of course it was him.“Well,” I muttered under my breath, just low enough for only me to hear, “this should be fun.” I tilted my head forward and kept walking, pretending to be lost in thought, though my mind was already calculating the quickest way to get him exactly where I wanted him. I didn’t give him the satisfaction of catching my glance—oh no, that would ruin the game. Instead, I slowed just enough to make it look like

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   107. SILENT POWER STRUGGLES

    KIERANAt this point, I was already tired—no, exhausted, of everything that was happening within my pack, the bickering, the silent power struggles, the undercurrents of mistrust that no amount of meetings or speeches seemed to fix. I sat slouched in my chair, fingers rubbing against my temple as if I could massage away the weight of leadership.“I swear, Dorian, if I hear one more complaint about territory lines or hunting rights, I’m going to start throwing people out of the council room,” I muttered, my voice low but dripping with the kind of frustration that comes from weeks of sleepless nights. Dorian just chuckled faintly, leaning against the desk like he had all the patience in the world.“You can’t throw them out, Kieran,” he said with that maddening calmness of his. “You’re the Alpha. You have to listen to them, even when they’re driving you insane. That’s what makes you the Alpha they respect.” I looked up at him sharply. “Respect? You think they respect me? Half of them are

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   106. BETTER LEFT UNSAID

    RAVENI looked over at Rowena, her face half-hidden in the dim light, and I asked quietly, “Have you heard anything new from Lucian?” I tried to keep my voice neutral, but there was a bite in it I couldn’t quite mask. She shook her head slowly, the corner of her mouth twitching in that way it always did when she was holding back. “No,” she said, her tone clipped, “and even if I had, Raven, there are some things better left unsaid.” I frowned, leaning a little closer. “Better left unsaid?” I repeated.“Since when do we start keeping things from each other?” She met my eyes with that cold, knowing look that could slice through anyone. “Since we’re talking about Lucian,” she said firmly.“He’s not like Kieran or the others. Lucian is… unpredictable. Temperamental. It only takes one wrong word, one wrong move, to make him explode. And when he does, there’s no undoing it. You can’t treat him like the rest. You’d need someone who knows how to twist him, how to pull the right strings without

  • Reclaiming His Fated Luna   105. CRACK IN YOUR ARMOR

    KIERANNow I knew that I was in the danger zone when it came to Raven because I didn’t know where she was going to hit me from and I didn’t want to be caught unawares.“You’ve been unusually quiet,” Dorian said as he stepped into my office, shutting the door behind him. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my jaw slowly.“Quiet doesn’t mean I’m not thinking, Dorian. In fact, it’s the opposite. I’m thinking too much.” He frowned and crossed his arms. “It’s Raven, isn’t it?” I looked up at him sharply.“Of course it’s Raven. You think I can ignore someone like her? I don’t even know where she is right now, and that’s the problem. She could be anywhere, planning anything, and I’d never see it coming.” Dorian walked closer, lowering his voice. “So what’s your plan?” I let out a humorless chuckle.“Plan? I can’t make a plan when I don’t even know what game she’s playing. One wrong move and I’ll be dancing to her tune instead of the other way around.”He pulled a chair and sat opposite me, hi

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