Library
Search
Home / Werewolf / The Alpha king and the Hunt / chapter fifty five: The rising moon

Share

chapter fifty five: The rising moon

Author: Writerpee
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 23:50:42

Aria’s POV ....

The morning broke with a pale silver light that seeped through the thin fabric of the tent. My eyelids fluttered open, and for the first time since my escape, I felt… still. Not healed, not whole — but still.

The air smelled of pine and smoked meat drifting from the campfires. Warriors murmured outside, footsteps thudding, children crying, elders whispering. There was urgency everywhere. War was coming.

But for now, I had a few breaths of quiet.

I stretched slowly, wincing at the soreness that rippled down my spine. Matilda’s healing salves had worked wonders, but exhaustion had settled into my bones like frost. If I stayed still too long, I might fall apart. If I moved too fast, I’d crumble.

Kaelen slipped into the tent just as I pulled on a clean tunic. His hair was damp, jaw clenched, eyes shadowed by the weight of the morning.

“You’re awake,” he said softly, but the concern in his voice was sharp.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He crossed to me in two strides, his hands warm a
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   Chapter seventy seven: A little reunion

    Aria ……..I leave the party and go to the chambers, I see kaelen is sitting on the bed and he's watching me with such intensity, my heart flutters.My feet drag me to Kaelen of their own accord. They push me up on my toes, and I’m kissing him as intensely as I can, too much pressure too fast,my arms looped tight around his neck like a noose. He doesn’t immediately respond, but After a beat his hands close around my waist, trapping me between him and the wall, deepening the contact. “I've missed you, wife” he says His erection brushes against my stomach and we both gasp.My hands travel down, pulling up his shirt and exposing a strip of warm skin. There is a couch right behind us, but Kaelen flips me around until my front is pressed to the wall, forehead and forearm flush against it“Slow down,” he commands, mouth sucking on my neck, a large hand splaying over the center of my back. My heart flutters. In the slipperiness of this moment, it’s exactly what I need to hear.He's Pre

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   chapter seventy six: Teasing Louis

    ARIA’S POV The celebration glowed like a living thing—warm lights strung across the courtyard, wolves dancing barefoot, music thundering through the ground until even the stones vibrated. The whole pack was alive, pulsing with relief and joy after so many long, brutal weeks.But despite the energy, my eyes stayed fixed on one sight:Damien and Louis… standing under the ancient willow… holding little baby Aria between them like she was the moon cradled between two mountains.My chest squeezed.Damien looked soft—almost painfully soft—as he watched Louis adjust the baby’s blanket. Louis, meanwhile, was fussing like an overprotective mother hen disguised in warrior muscle.I bit my lip, hiding my smile.They looked so… domestic.And honestly? It was adorable.Kaelen stepped up beside me, brushing his arm against mine. “You’re staring.”“I’m observing,” I corrected smugly. “There’s a difference.”He chuckled, low. “You mean you’re plotting something.”I didn’t answer. Because I was absol

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   Chapter seventy five: Caught in the quiet

    Louis’s POV…….The celebration was already in full swing by the time I stepped back into the courtyard.Music. Laughter. Lanterns glowing like fireflies. Wolves dancing, drinking, and howling at the sky. It was warm, alive, everything this pack had been starving for.But all the noise only made me feel… strange.Unsteady.Because I wasn’t part of this pack. Not truly. Not yet. I was a guest, an outsider, a wandering Alpha with a baby strapped to my chest and far too many ghosts buried in my heart.I adjusted the carrier holding my daughter—little Aria, sleeping soundly, her tiny fist curled against my collarbone. The soft weight of her kept me steady. Without her, I would’ve drifted from the world long ago.“Louis?”I turned at the familiar voice.Damien stood behind me, half-shadowed by lantern light. His dark hair fell messily across his forehead, his shirt slightly undone from the heat and movement of the evening. He looked tired… but softer than usual. But then again, that softnes

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   Chapter seventy four: The crown returns

    Aria’s POV…..The sun rose slowly over the mountains, spilling gold across the courtyard stones. For the first time in what felt like months, the pack grounds were quiet—not from fear, not from exhaustion, but from a strange, tender peace. Since Kaelen and I had returned from the ritual chamber, the entire pack had been watching us with wide eyes, unsure, hopeful, terrified to hope too much.I could feel them gathering outside the hall before we even stepped inside—our wolves, their families, warriors, elders. All waiting for answers.Waiting for him.Kaelen walked beside me, his fingers loosely laced with mine, as though grounding himself… or grounding me. His steps were steady now. His shoulders no longer weighed down by the choking darkness that once lived inside him. But I could still feel his occasional tremors—echoes of the internal war he had barely survived.He squeezed my hand.“You ready?” he murmured.My heart fluttered at the softness in his tone. “Only if you are.”"I am…

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   Chapter seventy Three: I wake to her

    Kaelen’s POV……Pain was the first thing I felt.A deep, bone-splintering, soul-aching heaviness that didn’t belong to my body alone. It was the kind of pain that came from being broken open from the inside. A pain I vaguely remembered inflicting on someone—Aria.My eyes snapped open.White canvas ceiling.The scent of sage and healing herbs.The muffled sound of voices outside the tent.I was alive.But that wasn’t what mattered.My head turned sharply—too sharply—and my vision swam. My breath hitched when I saw her.Aria.My mate.Curled beside my bed, one hand resting on the mattress as if she fell asleep reaching for me. Her body was slumped forward, exhausted. Her hair fell in tangled waves around her face—face bruised, lips cracked, bandages wrapped around her arms.My stomach twisted violently.She was hurt.Because of me.Because I lost control.Because I let that darkness ravage everything, including her—My wolf whimpered inside me, the sound raw, apologetic.“Aria…” My voic

  • The Alpha king and the Hunt   chapter seventy two: tearing the dark open

    Aria's pov…………..The darkness swallowed everything—but it didn’t take me.Not fully.Not yet.A thin thread of consciousness held me to the realm, to my body, to him. Kaelen’s warmth—his wolf’s massive weight pressed against my broken side—kept the last piece of me tethered.I couldn’t move.But I could feel.His heart, pounding too fast.His breath shuddering against my neck.His fur bristling with terror, conflict, rage.The wolf trembled violently, whining low in his chest, a sound that shattered something inside me. He wasn’t just fighting the darkness.He was fighting himself.“Ka… e… len,” I breathed, though my voice sounded like a ghost’s whisper.His entire body stiffened.Slowly, painfully, he lifted his head from my chest. His muzzle hovered inches above my face. His eyes—those once-gentle silver eyes—flickered again.A flash of silver.Then drowned in black.Then silver again—stronger this time, burning through the shadows like lightning.“Ar… ia…”Not a growl.Not a snarl.

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status