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SIXTY SEVEN
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2025-05-09 07:00:57ALAYNA’s POV
The world returns to me in fragments. Light bleeds through the heavy drapes, and my senses stir. First to the sting of antiseptic, then the cloying scent of perfume, and finally, something sour that lingers in the air like decay.
My lashes flutter and a frown fleets across my face. I know this room. This is Wanda’s room.
The realization clicks into place like the final pieces of a puzzle. I blink again, trying to push through the fog weighing down my mind.
“Ugh…” I palm my head. Why does everything feels off-kilter, it is as if I have spun too many times.
My last memory flickers and I recall Wanda’s voice. What was it that she said? Then I remember a needle. That is right, she said it was just vitamins. And there was Drake, kneeling in front of me, holding my hand. Mira was there too. I think I asked a question or two and Drake answered. Then… nothing.
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The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna ONE
ALAYNA’s POV “Whore.” “Slut. ” “Pathetic mute bitch.” Whispers slice through the air and hit me the moment I step into the brightly lit ballroom. I take a deep breath and lift my head high as I make my way towards the main table, where Ezra, my husband sits. The verbal abuse does not affect me, at least, not anymore. I have gotten used to it after three years of marriage to Ezra Nightwalker, Alpha King of the North. I finally reach the grand banquet table and quietly take my seat. Laughter, loud and boisterous, fills the air as guests sip wine and congratulate Ezra on his latest conquest. “To Lord Ezra, the great Alpha!” they toast and I lift my glass in sync, my fingers trembling just slightly. He has just conquered the Southlands, successfully taking over the Alpha King of the South’s throne. With his latest conquest, Ezra has made more enemies, but he has also gained immense power, power that no one would dare defy. His jaw is strong, his cheekbones high and his midnight
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ALAYNA’s POV “Then show me her dead body.”Ezra’s words echo in my mind, it is like a cruel loop I cannot escape.“Then show me her dead body.”Ezra has never cared about me. He has always been distant, detached—cold, even when I tried to reach out to him. No matter how hard I tried, he never looked at me the way I needed him to. Not with warmth, not with tenderness.But this is too much. This abandonment is too, too much.Ezra does not care if I am dead or alive.I just want to die.But now is not the time.I hear the crazed man with the golden eye dialling his phone again, frustration clear in his voice as the line rings. He is calling Ezra again. The ringing stretches out, long and endless, until the call goes to voicemail.I do not need to see the man’s face to know what he is feeling. I can hear it in his growl. He is not happy, not one bit. Guess things aren’t going according to plan, Golden Eye.“You call this man your husband?”His sudden words hit me like a slap to the face
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ALAYNA’s POV I stand in the middle of the room, with Drake beside me. The room is barren, its walls cold and uninviting. The cement floor is cracked in places, with faded marks of what was once a storeroom. There is only one small window, a narrow slit barely big enough for a hand to pass through. And through the window, a pale glow of moonlight filters into the space, casting long, distorted shadows across the floor. Outside, the sky is in turmoil, the thunder of an approaching storm reverberating in my chest, while lightning dances wildly, crackling against the horizon. But I can only hear the sound of my wild beating heart. This is not right. The man who held me hostage is nowhere to be found. Gone are the bloodstains that puddled the floor just moments ago. It is as if no one had ever been here. It does not make sense! My breathing quickens as I scan the room again, my mind racing to piece things together. I remember hitting him. I remember the weight of his body as he colla
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ALAYNA’s POV “What are you two doing?” Ezra’s voice cuts through the silence like a blade—deep, sharp and commanding. It demands attention, makes the air thicken in the room, and I cannot breathe properly. Drake stiffens too. His usual calm demeanour falters, his face tightening as he turns toward Ezra and bows. "Ezra, Alayna was... held hostage here. She—" Drake continues, but I can hardly make out his words now. Ezra’s presence is too overwhelming. I feel as if am caught in a storm, the air heavy with tension that presses in from all sides. My pulse quickens. I think about Ezra’s last words, those cold, calculated words, “Then show me her dead body.” Ezra does not care about me. Why did I ever think he did? Even the blind can see this. Just that moment, Ezra’s eyes of midnight slice over me. Our eyes meet briefly and I see nothing in them. It is as if I am staring into the abyss. No flicker of emotion, no warmth, nothing. Just cold, impenetrable darkness. I suddenly fee
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EZRA’s POV (Moments before Alayna is held hostage) I am Ezra , Alpha of the North and I sit at the head of the long banqueting table. My presence alone commands attention—black eyes like pits, a face carved from shadow. My dark hair falls just enough to graze my collar, completing the cold, dangerous image I have cultivated. I have my barber to thank for that. The room hums with expectation, every eye on me, waiting for the words that will mark this night as mine. The banquet hall crackles with energy and laughter rings out as guests mingle, drink, and celebrate the conquest of the South pack—another victory for me. “Lord Ezra,” a voice calls out, the speaker approaching with a glass of wine in hand. The others follow in suit, a line of pack members and allies, all eager to pay their respects. Their movements are stiff, their smiles tight, as if they cannot afford to do otherwise. Fear lingers in their eyes, they dare not offend me. “To Lord Ezra, our great Alpha!” The toast is
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EZRA’s POVThe phone line goes dead.What the fuck?I stare at my phone’s screen, watching the lifeless display as if willing it to come back to life, but the battery icon mockingly flashes 0% before it turns off.Damn it! I should never have bought a Samsung.My blood turns to ice, and I feel my pulse hammering in my throat, a fierce drumbeat of anxiety.I had only meant to scare the bastard, to make him back off—threaten him in some way, but now, what if he really hurt her? What if Alayna is already in danger? The thought rips through me like a wildfire.I curse, low and guttural, and my fist slams down onto the table before I can stop myself. The force sends the silverware flying, the clattering crash echoing through the grand hall like gunfire.The room goes silent. The guests freeze. All eyes, every single one turn toward me, wide with shock. Someone asks, “Lord Ezra, is the music not to your liking?”I do not care. I am beyond caring.I cannot sit here anymore. I need to find Al
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ALAYNA’s POV (After Alayna’s mother leaves the clinic and Alayna is alone) My breath fogs the phone’s screen as it rings, each chime sending sharp, electric jolts through my veins. My fingers are trembling as I clutch the receiver, my knuckles whitening. It is ridiculous, really. What am I even doing? But then I remind my self of the reason. The reason for this call. Ezra. His name hangs in the air, suffocating. The man I married. The man I thought I loved once, but now I do not even know what to call him. He is the Alpha King of the North, ruler of the Nightfall pack, and I, his so-called Luna. A title that means nothing in the face of what has happened to me. In the face of how he treated me. The tension coiling in my chest feels like a lie—a byproduct of what I thought was terror, but now... now it feels like something more. Rage. I will be his Luna no longer. For years, I have let Ezra dictate my life, my choices. For years, I have been a shadow of the woman I coul
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ALAYNA’s POVThe entire clinic shakes, debris falls from the ceiling and the floor beneath my feet trembles, as if the earth itself is cracking open to swallow everything whole. Then, as quickly as the chaos had come, it stops, leaving in its wake an eerie silence.I stand in stunned silence, the phone still in my hand, the cold steel of the receiver seeping through my fingers.What just happened?Quickly, I run towards the clinic door and throw it open. Black smoke starts seeping into the hallway and I see a nurse running past, her eyes full of fear.I grab her arm. “I think there was an explosion….from there,” she says, pointing straight ahead towards the suffocating smoke. Then she runs towards it.I blink. That…that is where the banqueting hall is.My fingers grip the edge of the door, my knuckles white from the force. And then I hear it, screams. Screams of people in pain, people in shock and people in fear.I have to help them!I slip the phone into my dress pocket and start tow
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The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY SEVEN
ALAYNA’s POVThe world returns to me in fragments. Light bleeds through the heavy drapes, and my senses stir. First to the sting of antiseptic, then the cloying scent of perfume, and finally, something sour that lingers in the air like decay.My lashes flutter and a frown fleets across my face. I know this room. This is Wanda’s room.The realization clicks into place like the final pieces of a puzzle. I blink again, trying to push through the fog weighing down my mind.“Ugh…” I palm my head. Why does everything feels off-kilter, it is as if I have spun too many times.My last memory flickers and I recall Wanda’s voice. What was it that she said? Then I remember a needle. That is right, she said it was just vitamins. And there was Drake, kneeling in front of me, holding my hand. Mira was there too. I think I asked a question or two and Drake answered. Then… nothing.An
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY SIX
EZRA’s POVWelcome to the Northlands.I look up at the cliff that we climb. It should be raining, though a sudden downpour might slicken our climb, surely, it would cut the stench of corpses floating in the ocean beneath us. Corpses of people who once belonged to my pack, corpses of those who dared to stand against Drake, corpses of loved ones who join me now in this fight.How dare Drake massacre them? He had not even spared the old and the weak. I close my eyes and invoke a moment of silence on their behalf.This silence does not last.“Intruders! Sound the alarm! Inform Alpha Drake!”We have been noticed.“MOVE!” I roar, voice filled with fury. My warriors surge past me, their war cries echoing against the jagged cliffs. They move in precision, slaughtering every traitor who had sided with Drake.“Kill them!” One of Drake’s guards yells even
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY FIVE
DRAKE’s POVAlayna slumps into my arms, all her strength gone and I catch her.Her head lolls against my chest, the cascade of red hair spilling across my forearm like fire set loose and for a second, I do not move. I just hold her, staring at the fragile curve of her lashes against her cheek.Alayna.My sweet Alayna. Limp and warm in my grasp, her breath ghosting against my collarbone. Finally, she has gone under, the bitter tang of that godforsaken resistance in her quieted. For now.I brush a strand of hair from her face. It clings to her lip like it does not want to let go. Neither do I, I want to hold her till the end of time.“How long before the drug takes effect?” I snarl, turning to Wanda.Wanda stands stiffly beside the chair, clutching her tray of vials like a shield. Her lips twitch a little and her eyes flick nervously between me and Alayna.“I
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY FOUR
ALAYNA’s POV “Wait!” The word shreds its way out of my throat and Wanda’s hand halts mid-air, the syringe hovering inches from my arm. Then, I sneeze. ACHOO! It explodes from me. My body jerks forward, my shoulder crashing lightly into the tray stand and droplets spray onto my mother’s face. They say time slows down when something important happens. It truly does. Wanda’s eyes go wide from the sudden onslaught of aerosol burst. Her face twists in disgust, her fingers twitch and the syringe slips from her grip, spiralling in the air before it crashes to the floor with a crisp, metallic ting. The sound lingers in the air, ringing like a struck bell, shrill and damning. Wanda’s face hardens, her lips press into a tight line, her nostrils flare and her painted eyes narrow into cold slits. “Brilliant,” she snaps, furious. Mira rushes forward to pick up the syringe but Wanda waves her off with a sharp gesture. “Forget it. Once it touches the floor, it’s contaminated.” She mutters
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY THREE
EZRA’s POVThe cloth bag feels light in my hand, sagging just slightly against the bed as I toss the last of my meagre possessions inside. A battered watch, the one miracle that survived the fall off the cliff and a handful of beef jerky wrapped neatly in brown paper courtesy of Carrot.Little Carrot sits at the edge of the bed, her short legs swinging back and forth and the soles of her shoes scuffing against the wooden frame. She watches me with wide, expectant eyes, her cheeks a little smudged with dirt as if she had come running straight from the fields. And like a perpetually curious child, Carrot is fascinated with everything and asks questions endlessly.“What did you eat back at the Northlands?”“Why is your hair black and mine orange?”“Is this Alayna of yours very pretty?And finally, "Are you ever coming back?"I sling the bag over my shoulder, feeling the r
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY TWO
COLIN’s POVBy the time I reach the Southlands, I am half-dead, sunburned and convinced I have sand in places sand should never be.Damn it. I stop and slap the grit off my ripped-up pants, taking the chance to give my balls a good scratch. They have been itching like hell, probably a truckload full of sand by now.The outpost stretches before me, a stubborn cluster of buildings clinging to life against the cracked, endless earth. The sky burns low like an angry orange overhead, casting everything in a feverish glow. Dust winds scrape along the ground, dragging tumbleweeds past my ankles.It looks like the kind of place where fights break out before noon and nothing good grows.Perfect.What did Ezra see in the Southlands anyway? He could have conquered the East, he could have conquered the West but nooo, he had to choose the Southlands where the rogues like to play.I drag my sorry, barefoot self
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY ONE
EZRA’s POV(SOMETIME LATER)The night air grows colder and the rain begins to fall as I continue training in the open fields. At first, the rain falls like a whisper, soft, almost hesitant. Then slowly, it builds into a steady rhythm that drums against the earth and slicks the grass beneath my feet.The Sorceress has long since left the fields but I do not stop. Beneath the endless black of the sky, I keep moving, my breaths escaping in white puffs that vanish into the dark. My muscles ache and my body screams for rest but I welcome the burn.I raise the pole again, gripping it tightly between my now-calloused hands. The torn skin on my palms knits itself back together, only to split open again as I continue. No matter.Strike.Block.Pivot.Advance.Each motion is sluggish now, a battle against my own body. Still fractured, still weak.But I cannot aff
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna SIXTY
EZRA’s POVIt is near midnight and a full moon hangs low over the open fields beside the Sorceress' hut. The pale glow of the moonlight turns the grass into a sea of silver blades and the air shimmers faintly with drifting lights lazily circling the edges of the field.I stand shirtless in the clearing and barefoot on the cool earth, breathing hard, wielding a pole in my hands. It is a simple branch, stripped of bark and polished by use until it feels like an extension of my body. And as I move, my muscles scream in protest and beads of sweat roll down my back. Every swing, every pivot, every slash in the wind sends a searing pain through my very being but it is a pain that I welcome. Pain is a language I understand, pain means I am alive and that my body is working fucking hard to heal itself.“Do not stop, continue training,” the Sorceress orders.She sits nearby with legs crossed in perfect stillness, her dark hair fa
The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna FIFTY NINE
ALAYNA’s POVA pain, bright like a sun rising on a world burned toruin, fills my body and brings me out of my sleep. I open my eyes, groaning.The ceiling above me swims slightly, the rough texture blurring and sharpening with each painful beat of my heart. My mouth is dry, my skin clammy and everything aches. I stretch and the sharp pull of soreness between my thighs sends a wave of panic over me.What happened to me?A low breath stirs the hair near my ear and I freeze.I am naked and there is someone else in bed beside me.Turning my head slowly, I see him. Drake. His golden hair glints even in the dim morning light seeping through the heavy curtains. His arm is slung possessively over my waist, pulling me close, his body curved against mine like we were made to fit.What the heck?I jolt upright, clutching the blanket to my breasts.“Good morning, Alayna.” He sti
