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 Chapter 11: SHADOWS OF THE PAST

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Lycia sat on the cold stone floor of the dim room, her back pressed against the rough walls, her body trembling from exhaustion. Her muscles aching, and the bruises that Morrigana had left on her skin pulsed with pain, a constant reminder of the pain she had just endured. But the physical pain wasn’t what hurt the most. It was the emptiness she felt inside, the helplessness, and the overwhelming sense of failure.

Her mind would not stop racing, pulling her back to the beginning. To the moments
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  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   Chapter 73: A Free Prisoner II

    Beta Lucas moved like lightning. Oric barely saw him coming before his back slammed hard against the stone wall. His back hit the stone wall so hard it echoed, and Lycia shook with fear. Lorcan tried to step in, but Lucas shoved him aside in one smooth, hard punch, standing right in front of Lycia like a wall. “Get your f*cking hands off her,” Lucas said, low, controlled, yet carrying a power he hadn’t yet unleashed. There was power in his voice, the kind that made you think he could snap anyone in two. Lycia’s chest tightened. Her heart was racing. She felt scared… but also kind of safe. Oric dusted himself off, staring at Lucas. “Beta Lucas… you’re picking her over us?” Lycia’s stomach dropped. Picking me? She was confused at the statement, but shook it off. Lucas didn’t even look at him, ignoring Oric. “I’m simply following orders.” He moved just a little so Lycia was completely behind him. His arm was stretched out like a shield. The air felt heavier, colder. “She’s un

  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   Chapter 72: A Free Prisoner I

    “You have feelings for her, don’t you?”Beta Lucas asked, his voice quiet and careful.Alpha Cove did not answer. He remained silent, eyes fixed on the book he was trying to read.Lucas hesitated a bit, then summoned his courage and pressed on.“I see how you look at her, and how…”Alpha Cove finally looked up.The look he gave Lucas suggested the question had infuriated him, although he clearly forced himself to remain composed.“Careful, Lucas.”Lucas felt the warning in Alpha Cove’s tone, but the answer he sought was far more important than heeding the Alpha’s warning.“Well, I’m concerned, Alpha Cove. That’s why I’m asking.”Alpha Cove’s expression didn’t change after hearing that, but when he spoke, his voice was firm.“Lycia is… just a prisoner and nothing more.”“A prisoner?” Lucas echoed. “A prisoner who walks freely through the Crimson Estate?”“She is my prisoner, not yours!” Cove snapped, beating his right hand against his chest.Lucas’ eyes widened. Immediately, realizatio

  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   Chapter 71: Game of Thrones II

    On hearing that, Oric let out a low chuckle; cracking his knuckles too.“He’s got a point. This smells like ambition with perfume on it,” Oric said.Morrigana’s gaze shifted, keen enough to skin flesh.“Call it what you like, Oric,” she replied coolly. “But when that anomaly finally bonds with Cove. When she finally becomes Luna and has a bloodline with Alpha Cove. Do you truly believe any of us will still matter?”She stepped forward, shadows clinging to her like ink.“She’ll have him. The throne. And then poof; our packs become pawns in her tiny little paws.”“When that happens probably that’s when everyone’s eyes will be opened.”Lorcan folded his arms. “There’s more than a thousand way to kill a rat. For f*cks sake there are other ways.”“Go on, name one,” Morrigana purred, leaning over the table. Lorcan turned to Oric, eyes searching, almost pleading for him to say something—anything.Oric caught the look and shook his head.“Oh… don’t look at me like that,” he said, with a fals

  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   CHAPTER 70: Game of Thrones I

    “I can’t stand her anymore,” Morrigana said. With the way she sounded, you would almost believe she could set Lycia on fire at first glance. “The mere sight of that little brat makes me want to vomit.” “We need to get rid of her,” Oric said. He leaned back, lips curling. “I’m honestly surprised that filth is still breathing. I thought she’d be gone by now.” “We need proof strong enough to crush the filth,” Lorcan, the pack’s delta, said, walking into the gathering with a grin curling like smoke. He had been away with some sentinels tracking Conan. “Forget proof,” Oric spat, teeth smiling. “Just kill her. End it and rip the rot out before it spreads.” A very cold laugh slipped out of Morrigana’s lips, sharp and bitter as frostbite. “That…” she purred, savoring the thought, “could work.” “Messy but very obvious. But my goddess, would it be so satisfying.” “What do you suggest we do then?” Lorcan asked. “We could repeat what I’ve already tried.” Oric and Lorcan exchanged lo

  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   Chapter 69: Who Is Seth? II

    Who’s Seth?” Doyle asked again. Doyle’s voice wasn’t loud. Lucas blinked, shocked by this very question. His mind scrambled for something clever to say; anything would do right now, but all he had was the silence tightening around them like a noose. “Doyle…” Lucas started, but the words just felt too heavy in his throat to let out. Doyle stepped forward. “Don’t stall Lucas. I already know the truth… but I’m willing to give you a chance to lie to my face—take it or don’t.” Doyle said with a teary voice. “You already know,” he said, voice low, annoyed at the edge of shame creeping into his spine. “So why drag it out?” “Because I want to see if you’ll lie to me to my face.” Doyle took a step forward. His voice wasn’t raised—but it rang loud in Lucas’s bones. “Go on, say it. Say it didn’t mean anything. Say he kissed you first. Say it was a mistake.” Lucas opened his mouth, then closed it. The silence was worse than any confession. Doyle scoffed. “Thought so.”

  • The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet   Chapter 68: Who is Seth?

    “Get it into the lower cellar,” Lucas ordered, wiping blood off his fingers with a cloth. “Salt the underbelly first. We won’t risk rot this year.” The three young werewolves nodded, heaving the bloody stag carcass between them. Its body was still warm, the trail of blood it left behind soaking into the brittle frost-covered ground. Winter was creeping in. Lucas could feel it in the air. He turned toward the trees to return ti work and tend to other things. And froze. “Doyle.” Leaning casually against an old tree like he belonged there. One hand in his coat pocket, the other twirling a ring slowly around his finger. Silent. Watching. There was something off about him. Still, but not calm. Quiet, but not peaceful. Lucas forced a grin, casual and detached. “Look who finally came to work with me,” he drawled. “Unless you’re here to finally admit you missed me.” Lucas whispered to Doyle looking around to make sure no one heard him. No response. Lucas chuckled, gesturing

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