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2026-03-25 22:08:15
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The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 88: The Wolf Queen
FernWar changes the way people look at you. Not just my enemies, but my own people. I came to Blackmoor, a useless spare, and now I stand before them as a Queen. I may not look at myself differently, but I can see the difference in the way they see me. I see it now in every bowed head, in every quiet step, and in every wolf that watches me when they think I don’t notice.They don’t fear me. Instead, they look to me with expectation, and that is somehow heavier than being feared.The war room smells like ink, steel, and exhaustion. Maps cover the central table. Markers showing troop movements, supply routes, and refugee arrivals scatter across the surface like pieces of a game none of us wanted to play.Gaven stands beside me, not in front of me. He lets me have a full view of the table. He doesn’t keep secrets from me. Not anymore. This is my war. The council is already gathered, and I hold my breath as I look at them. Warriors with bandaged arms line the walls. Scouts sh
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 87: The New Alpha
GraceThe office still smells like his blood. The warriors removed his body and scrubbed the stone clean. They removed every visible sight that my father ever fell here, but they cannot clean what I feel when I sit behind his desk.It is heavier than I imagined. I thought that I would feel relieved with him gone. After I learned about everything that he had done, I thought I would be better off without him. If that is the case, then why do I feel so cold? As I sit behind his desk, I shift uncomfortably in the seat. It feels too big for me. I feel like a child sitting in a seat made for a grown-up. I can almost hear him whispering from beyond the grave. I can hear his cold laughter, asking me what kind of ruler I would be.I already know the answer to that question. I will be the same kind of ruler he was. Cold and calculating, but I will be better at it. I will make sure of it.The door to the office opens, and a warrior peeks his head inside. “An envoy from Eastmarch i
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna Mercy Given
FernJustin barely walks. Half his weight is on me. The other half he seems to be dragging by sheer will alone. His boots scrape the dirt. His breathing is uneven. His eyes don’t focus on anything.He isn’t fighting anymore. He isn’t defending himself. He isn’t even really present. He is just… empty.I don’t know if that makes this easier or harder.Blood has dried along his hands. Dirt streaks his face. His shoulders sag like something inside him has completely collapsed.I know that feeling. I just carry it differently now, but I remember how it felt to feel hollow.The gates of Blackmoor rise ahead of us, dark against the fading light. The guards spot us immediately. Their weapons lift out of instinct.Then they see who I am holding up, and everything changes.Tension explodes across the wall.“That’s him.”“The traitor.”“Murderer.”Someone growls. Someone else steps forward like they might take him from me. Isara rises inside me immediately. Not violently or aggressively.
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 85: The Broken Dagger
TW: Suicide JustinI don’t remember leaving the battlefield. I only remember running.Branches tear at my arms. Rocks slide beneath my boots. My lungs burn, but I don’t slow. I don’t think. I don’t even really see where I’m going.I just know I can’t stay. Not after what I did.Her blood is still on my hands. I can still feel the resistance of the blade against her ribs. I killed the wrong person. I can see the moment it should have been Fern, the moment Iris stepped between us, and the moment everything broke.“I didn’t mean to…” I whisper to the empty trees.But intention doesn’t change anything. Dead is dead.I stumble over a root and crash to my knees. My hands hit the ground hard, dirt grinding into my palms.I don’t get back up right away. I just sit there, breathing like something wounded, because that’s what I am. A wounded animal that doesn’t deserve to heal.Grace’s voice echoes in my head. “Better you end her suffering than them.”I believed her. Gods, I believed
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 84: The Daughter He Made
GraceThe battlefield still smells like her blood. It follows me all the way back to Vale. Not on my clothes. Not on my hands. Not on my skin. But in my lungs. Every breath tastes like it.The warriors fall into step behind me as I leave the field. No one questions it. No one stops me. No one speaks.They think I am retreating to regroup. They think I am returning to lead. They do not understand. I am returning for answers.The gates of Vale open at my approach. Wolves bow their heads as I pass. Normally, I would feel satisfaction. Today I feel nothing.My mother’s last breath still echoes in my ears. I fear that it is a sound I will hear for the rest of my life. It didn’t just sound like death; it sounded like betrayal. Not only had she left the Vale Pack and fled to Fern, but she had also asked me to stop fighting her. The request didn’t sit well inside my chest. It burned almost as much as her request to stand beside Fern.My boots strike stone as I walk the familiar h
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 83: An End
FernGrace doesn’t look like the sister I grew up fearing. She looks like someone who is lost. She breaks free from the Vale warrior trying to hold her back, with a defiant snarl. Her feet carry her to my side. She dodges the battle, refusing to be stopped by the chaos around us. The panic and rage etched onto her face would be enough to scare anyone but not me. I am not afraid that she is going to hurt me. She isn’t even looking at me. Her eyes are focused on our mother. The woman she got to know growing up. The woman I just found out loved me. Grace tries to push me to the side, but I won’t let her. She has taken too much from me; I won’t let her take this from me as well.“Let me have her,” she snarls.I tighten my grasp around Iris. “No.”When she realizes that I won’t be moved, she settles on the ground beside us and takes our mother’s hand in hers. She squeezes it tightly. I don’t doubt that she feels how cold it is. She can feel that Iris is fading away.“You d
The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 40: The Lies We Tell
GraceThe Vale pack house feels smaller when I return.Not physically, its halls are still wide, its stone walls still thick with history, but it no longer bends around me the way it should. Whispers trail in my wake. Glances linger too long. Someone has already noticed the bruising beneath my coll
Last Updated : 2026-03-25The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 39: Line in Stone
GavenGrace doesn’t flinch when she says it, and I almost find it comical. Almost. “I have come for what is mine.”The words echo through the hall, bold and delusional, and for a heartbeat, I simply stare at her. This woman, who walked into my territory like she still owned something here. It is
Last Updated : 2026-03-25The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 43: Space
FernThe distance doesn’t announce itself. There’s no argument. No sharp words. No slammed doors. It arrives quietly, settling into the spaces Gaven used to fill without either of us saying it out loud.He’s still kind. Still attentive. Still careful in ways that would have meant everything to
Last Updated : 2026-03-26The Alpha's Moon Marked Luna 41: After the Storm
FernThe pack house feels different after Grace was thrown out.Not quieter, Blackmoor is never quiet, but steadier. Like something sharp has been removed from the air, something that never belonged here in the first place. Wolves move through the halls with purpose instead of tension, their voices
Last Updated : 2026-03-25
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