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The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 146: Patience Is Weaponry
[HUNTER]Patience wasn't a virtue. It was weaponry.I exhaled smoke, watching it curl lazy patterns against the den's stone ceiling. The cigarette burned slowly, measured and deliberate like everything else I allowed myself.The photograph would've reached Kael by now. I'd timed the delivery perfectly—dawn patrol rotation, gap in coverage I'd mapped weeks ago, positioned exactly where his guards would find it during their sweep.The image itself was art. Rhiannon holding their son, maternal tenderness captured in the curve of her spine and tilt of her head. Intimate. Private. The kind of moment that should've been sacred.Violated beautifully.'He's probably tearing his territory apart looking for the breach,' my wolf observed with dark amusement.Good. Let him search. Let him double patrols and implement new protocols and convince himself increased security meant increased safety.Every action played into patterns I'd spent months learning. Every protective instinct made him more pre
The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 145: The Photograph
[KAEL]The eastern perimeter smelled wrong.I moved fast, boots finding purchase on familiar ground while my body shifted halfway—claws extended, senses heightened, ready to pivot into full wolf form at the first sign of a threat.Nothing looked disturbed. No broken branches. No scent markers beyond what my own patrols had left. Just forest stretching quietly and still in every direction.Too still.'Something's off,' Saen growled, hackles raised against danger I couldn't identify yet.A week had passed since that ruined doll appeared at our gate. Seven days of exhaustive searches yielded nothing except mounting frustration and the kind of bone-deep exhaustion that came from maintaining impossible vigilance.Maya remained missing. Greta remained missing. And the forest remained absolutely, mockingly silent about where they'd gone.I'd increased patrol rotations until warriors were running on four hours of sleep and determination. Locked down vulnerable populations. Moved Rhiannon and
The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 144: Shattered Innocence
[RHIANNON]Kael moved too fast, pulling me up and into his chest before I could protest. The embrace was instinctive, protective, and bordering on desperate."You shouldn't have put yourself in the middle of that." Not anger in his voice. Fear masked as reprimand."He needed—""I know what he needed. Doesn't mean you had to risk yourself providing it."I let him hold me, accepting the rebuke without defense because he was right and we both knew it. Jonathan's grief could've turned violent again. Could've lashed out at the nearest target. Could've hurt me without meaning to.Didn't change the fact that I couldn't have done otherwise."Any word on the search?" I asked against his chest.His arms tightened fractionally. "Nothing. It's like they vanished into smoke."The admission cost him. Kael hated acknowledging limits. Hated admitting his strength wasn't enough to fix what was breaking.We stood there while pack business continued beyond the office walls, both of us unraveling quietly
The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 143: The Weight of Vigils
[RHIANNON]Miranda's cabin sat at the edge of the pack territory, modest and worn in ways that spoke of years lived without excess.The vigil gifts stacked outside her door made my throat tight—candles flickering in glass jars, covered dishes of food that would go cold and untouched, and small tokens left by pack members who didn't know what else to offer. Flowers wilted against weathered wood. A child's drawing showed stick figures holding hands beneath a too-bright sun.Hope wrapped in tragedy, inadequate and almost cruel in its optimism.I knocked softly, not wanting to intrude but unable to stay away.The door opened immediately, like she'd been waiting by it for hours. Maybe she had been.Miranda looked smaller than I remembered. Thinner. Eyes hollow with exhaustion that went deeper than lack of sleep—the kind that came from grief eating you alive from the inside.She clutched a teddy bear to her chest, worn fabric suggesting it had been Maya's favorite. The rocking motion was un
The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 142: Dawn Without Relief
[EMRYS]Dawn broke cold and grey over festival grounds that looked like a battlefield after retreat.I walked through the debris with methodical attention, cataloging everything my eyes came into contact with.Extinguished lanterns hung dark and lifeless from their strings. Trampled earth showed where hundreds of feet had danced hours ago. Half-cleared tables still held abandoned plates, food congealing in the morning chill.The scene should've felt peaceful. Aftermath of a celebration, nothing more.Instead, my wolf paced restless circles, hackles raised against a threat I couldn't name yet.'Something is wrong,' my wolf insisted for the hundredth time since Maya's disappearance was confirmed.Everything was wrong. Had been wrong since Ethan's team was ambushed during patrol, and the appearance of that black rose. We'd just been too desperate for normalcy to acknowledge the pattern forming.Warriors moved through the clearing, continuing search patterns that had yielded nothing throu
The Alpha's Plump Luna Chapter 141: The Art of Breaking
[HUNTER]The last festival fire guttered out below me, smoke rising thin and pathetic into the predawn sky.I watched from my perch high in the oak, bark rough against my palms, the position offering a perfect vantage of Crescent Moon's frantic scrambling.The sounds reached me faintly—laughter dying into confusion, celebration curdling into panic, and boots pounding earth as warriors realized something had gone terribly wrong.Beautiful.The festival had never been the event. Just the cover. The perfect distraction to remove two people without immediate consequence.I cataloged details with clinical precision. How long it took for the alarm to spread—eighteen minutes from the healer's mate noticing her absence to the first organized search party forming. Which warriors broke formation first? Younger ones, predictably, the ones who still thought speed mattered more than strategy. How fear fractured discipline—watching them double back over the same ground, searching places they'd alre
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