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The Impossible Timeline
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2026-10-12 21:08:24
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THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA Cost of a Promise
Kendrix's POVThe grey dawn was just starting to crawl over the rooftops of the estate when my boots hit the cold stone steps outside Aldric’s quarters.Luke, our pack Gamma, stood a half-step behind me in the shadows, his face tight and his breath turning to white smoke in the freezing air. We didn't knock politely. I raised my fist and hit the heavy oak door twice.Inside, footsteps shuffled across the floorboards.I was carrying a weight in my chest that had nothing to do with council politics or pack laws. On the porch down in the city, I had given Phoebe my word. I had promised her that I would protect the proof of Zoe’s parentage without once looking at it. I knew exactly what was inside that stolen file. I knew it held the dates, the signatures, and the truth I had spent years starving for. And I had sworn before every mountain god that I would not be the man who opened it.The latch clicked. The door swung open.Aldric stood in the doorway, wrapped in a faded wool dressing gow
THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA The Betrayal of Blood
Phoebe's POV The ceramic mug of tea beside my hand had stopped steaming an hour ago.Upstairs, Zoe was finally fast asleep under Kate’s heavy patchwork quilt. But down in the kitchen, the old wooden table was lit only by the pale amber glow of a single overhead bulb. Flattened out right in front of me, held down at the corners by two sugar jars, was the drawing she had handed to Kendrix on the porch earlier that morning.I stared down at it.The wobbly letters spelled out DADDY in thick, blue crayon, sitting directly above the head of the tall man with dark hair.For hours, I had been staring at those five simple letters, letting the cold weight of them press down on my chest. I traced the edge of the blue crayon with my index finger, feeling the rough waxy texture against my skin.Why did she write that?She had never met Kendrix before this week. I had raised her entirely by myself in the city, working long hours at Beckett Trade, keeping our lives small and quiet. But then I rem
THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA The guilt
Garrick's POV The heavy oak door of the Beta's private study clicked shut behind me, and the air inside felt thick, heavy with the smell of old paper and burning cedar.I stood in the center of the dark room, my fingers nervously twitching against the seam of my trousers. Across the heavy mahogany desk, Ford sat in his high leather chair. For as long as I could remember, the old Beta had always spoken to me with a calm, fatherly kindness. Whenever I made mistakes on border patrols or failed to manage the southern accounts, Ford would just smile, pour a cup of tea, and tell me that family always forgave its own.Tonight, there was no tea. And there was no smile."Sit down, Garrick," Ford said. His voice was soft, but it carried the weight of an iron anchor dropping onto wood.I didn't move. My boots felt glued to the floor. "You wanted to see me, Beta?""I did," Ford sighed, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands over his stomach. He looked tired, but his eyes were sharp lik
THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA unexpected guest
Kendrix's POV The tires of my truck crunched hard over the frozen gravel of the road, spitting small stones against the wheel wells.I didn't care about the speed limit, the council orders waiting on my desk, or Ford playing politics with my pack. All I could think about was Phoebe, who had packed up her life before sunrise and vanished into the fog.There was only one place she could have gone. Kate’s old farmhouse down by the southern river flats.I cut the engine fifty yards down the lane, letting the heavy truck roll quietly into the dark shadows of the pine trees so I wouldn't wake the neighborhood. My boots hit the frozen dirt with heavy, measured steps as I walked up the narrow wooden path toward the porch.Before I even reached the bottom steps, the front door clicked open.Phoebe stepped out onto the porch, closing the door softly behind her. She was wearing her dark wool coat, her hair slightly messy from the drive, and her brown eyes were wide and guarded. Through the glas
THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA The Petition
Phoebe's POV The kitchen smelled like burnt butter and real maple syrup, and for the first time in days, my chest didn't feel like it was locked inside a cage of ice."More batter, or are we going for the world record in flat pancakes?" Kate asked from the stove. She was wearing a massive flannel bathrobe that dragged on the floor, her hair tied up in a messy clip, flipping a golden-brown circle into the air with a worn spatula.Across the small wooden table, Zoe sat buried inside one of Kate’s oversized sweaters, her chin resting on her hands as she blinked sleepily against the bright overhead light. We had arrived thirty minutes before sunrise, banging on the back screen door of Kate and Prescott’s old farmhouse down in the valley like ghosts running from a fire. Kate hadn't asked a single panicked question. She had just pulled us inside, wrapped Zoe in a warm blanket, and started heating up the griddle."We'll take all the pancakes you can make," I whispered, resting my forehead a
THE ALPHA WHO LOST HIS LUNA Thirty Days to Choose
Kendrix's POVThe massive oak doors of the council hall slammed open, and the cold draft from the stone corridor hit my face like a physical blow.I walked into the council hall expecting a private meeting with a few advisors. Instead, every seat was occupied. At the head of the table sat Ford, the pack Beta, his fingers steepled beneath a cold smile.I'd walked straight into a trap."Look who finally decided to join us," Ford said, his old voice carrying clearly across the silent hall. "We were beginning to wonder if our Alpha had abandoned his own seat of power to play guard dog for a human merchant in the city."A low murmur of agreement rippled through the old men sitting on the benches.My hands curled into tight fists inside my coat pockets. I didn't say a word. I just stared straight at Ford, forcing my breathing to stay slow and steady. "You called an emergency session without council approval," I said, my voice cutting through the quiet room like a blade. "That's a violation
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