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73. UNITED IN THOUGHT
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Reclaiming His Fated Luna 75. THICK RED STROKES
KIERAN I had barely sat down at the edge of the war table when the unease in my chest clawed its way up again. The maps were spread wide before me, territory lines drawn in thick red strokes, plans half-scribbled, notes written in my own hand. But none of it mattered now. Something felt off. Off in a way that pricked my instincts, the same ones that had kept me alive through battles most men wouldn’t survive. I stood abruptly, pushing the heavy chair back with a scrape.“Go get Vee,” I said to the three men stationed just outside the chamber doors. “Tell her I want her here. Now.” My voice had no edge of patience left; I wasn’t asking—I was demanding. The tallest of them, Rourke, gave a short nod and disappeared down the hallway without question while the others followed. I remained still, watching the shadows lengthen across the stone walls, time stretching like a tightrope about to snap.But it didn’t take long. Less than ten minutes later, they returned, their faces taut with some
Reclaiming His Fated Luna 74. THE HERO OR THE FOOL
RAVENI looked at Rowena, her arms folded across her chest as she leaned against the old wooden beam, her brows furrowed in that way she always wore when she knew something wasn’t right but couldn’t yet find the words. I took a breath and finally said it.“Kieran asked me to lead the men in the fight that’s coming. He didn’t say much, just that he needed someone with eyes that weren’t clouded by fear or loyalty. Said I was the only one who fit that description.” I paused, waiting, but Rowena didn’t respond immediately. Her eyes were locked on mine like she was searching for something deeper in them, maybe a crack or a hesitation. I added it quickly.“I haven’t given him an answer yet, not really. But I needed to tell you.”Rowena pushed herself off the beam, a slow shake of her head accompanying her every step as she walked toward me. “Raven… you know what kind of man Kieran is. You know this.” Her voice wasn’t raised, but there was a sharpness in it, one I hadn’t heard in a while.“H
Reclaiming His Fated Luna 73. UNITED IN THOUGHT
KIERAN“I’m not sure this is the right path,” I muttered, pacing across the stone floor of my chambers, the fire in the hearth throwing flickers of orange light across the elders’ faces.“Lucian isn’t the only threat anymore. You all feel it too, don’t you? There’s something else out there. Something worse. And yet we’re standing here debating who should lead the men when what we need is to be united in thought, not divided in fear.”Old Marcellus, leaning heavily on his staff, gave me a pointed look. “We are not divided, Kieran. We are trying to prevent disasters. If you insist on leading the charge yourself, we risk too much. You’re needed here. Your mind is too burdened to fight in the frontline.”“I didn’t say I’d lead it,” I said sharply, then caught myself and exhaled. “But giving it to Vee? That’s… you’re asking for chaos. She’s unpredictable. Reckless when the stakes get too high.”“Yet she wins,” said Elder Amara, her voice steely despite the tremble in her aged hands. “She’s
Reclaiming His Fated Luna 72. JUST A RUSE
RAVEN“What if all of this is just a ruse, Rowena?” I asked, my voice barely holding itself together as I stood by the window, arms folded across my chest, eyes watching the shadows stretch across the compound like they had answers I couldn’t reach. “What if there’s no attack coming? What if we’re bracing for something that might not even happen?” I turned to her, my voice rising slightly with that familiar ache of doubt that had been gnawing at the back of my throat since Lucian had given the warning.“I mean… we’re putting everything on hold—our plans, our movements, everything. And for what? Maybe? A whisper in the wind?” I didn’t realize how much I was trembling until I tried to hold the cup of water on the table beside me and it clattered slightly as I lifted it. “What if we’re wasting precious time?” I repeated, more to myself this time, softer, the weight of uncertainty pressing on my shoulders like bricks.Rowena didn’t even flinch. She just stared at me from across the room,
Reclaiming His Fated Luna 71. FIGHTING TIME
KIERANThe next morning came with the kind of chill that settled into my bones even though the sun had started to stretch lazily across the sky. I stood by the window in my chambers, arms crossed behind my back, and my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts I couldn’t shake off. Lucian’s warning still rang in my ears like an unfinished sentence. The tension had been building quietly, too quietly—and I didn’t like the silence before a storm. I turned from the window and nodded at the guard standing at the door.“Send Vee in,” I said, my voice steady but low. He nodded and left immediately.A few minutes later, she walked in—calm, composed, straight-backed, like always. There was something about Vee that always made people take a second look. Not because she asked for attention, but because she carried the kind of strength that didn’t need to announce itself. She gave a small bow.“You asked to see me, Alpha?”I motioned toward the chair in front of me, but I didn’t sit. I needed to pace. “Ye
Reclaiming His Fated Luna 70. THORNY AND BITTER
RAVENI had paced so much I was sure I had worn a path into the wooden floors. The waiting was gnawing at me- slow, relentless, like a drip of water on stone. Hours had passed since Kieran had gone off to meet Lucian, and the longer the silence stretched, the more my nerves tangled up in knots. My fingers trembled as I folded yet another set of linens, the motion mechanical and unfeeling. I didn’t even need to be doing this, it wasn’t my task- but Rowena had suggested I keep my hands busy, keep my thoughts grounded.“You’re going to run yourself mad, Raven,” she had murmured earlier, gently plucking the towel I’d been scrubbing for way too long from my fingers.“Let the Alphas handle what Alphas do. You worry you won’t make time pass faster.” And I had tried. Really. But the thoughts kept pushing back in, sharp and unwelcome: What if Lucian had planned something? What if Kieran walked into a trap? What if… what if this was all a game to get him to lower his guard?I exhaled harshly, g
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