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Seven

Author: Nikky Naths
last update publish date: 2026-04-23 15:06:45

I had been awake since three hours before dawn. My morning had been spent on my knees, scrubbing soot from the Great Hall’s massive fireplaces until my fingernails bled. Now, the real punishment began. I was the "water girl" for the mid-morning training session. It was a role designed for maximum humiliation: carrying two massive wooden buckets of water back and forth across the dusty arena while the pack’s elite warriors laughed at my struggling frame.

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  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Chapter 13

    For the first time since I had stumbled across the border in rags, I wasn't being hunted or hidden. I walked through the inner courtyard of the Blackthorn fortress, my new leather boots clicking softly on the stone.I wasn't a "Red Hollow rat" today. I was a woman with a job.I wandered toward the gardens, a place I had only seen from a distance while scrubbing the high windows. It was beautiful in a rugged, wild way. Great bushes of white roses grew against the dark stone walls, their thorns thick and sharp—just like the pack that lived here.I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and letting the morning sun warm my face. For a moment, I forgot about the rejection. I forgot about the stepmother who stole my life. I felt... human.“It’s a lot different than the gardens in the south, isn’t it?”I jumped, spinning around to see Kael standing near a stone fountain. He wasn't wearing his heavy armor today, just a simple tunic that showed the scars on his arms. He had a relaxed smile on hi

  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Chapter 12

    Alyse's Pov The sun hadn't even cleared the mountain peaks when Kael knocked on the door of my small stone room. I was already awake. I had spent the night staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with the ancient words I had read in the leather book. The fated light. I didn't know if I was that light, but I knew I couldn't go back to scrubbing floors. “Change into these,” Kael said, handing me a bundle of dark, sturdy clothes. “No more rags, Alyse. Today, you start as the High Scribe’s assistant. Which means you work for me and the Prince.” The clothes were simple but high-quality: a tunic of deep charcoal wool, fitted leather trousers, and boots that actually fit my feet. For the first time since leaving Red Hollow, I didn't look like a victim. I looked like the Gamma’s daughter my father had raised me to be. As we walked toward the War Room, the warriors in the hallway stopped and stared. They weren't spitting at my feet anymore. They were confused. They saw the Beta walking bes

  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Chapter 11

    Alaeric’s Pov I sat at my desk, the heavy oak surface covered in maps that I couldn't even see. My eyes were fixed on a single ink blotch, but my mind was miles away, trapped in that dusty, dark room with her. I could still feel the phantom heat where her fingers had brushed mine. I could still hear her voice not the quiet, broken whisper of a servant, but the roar of a woman who had been pushed too far. “My name is Alyse! Stop calling me Red Hollow!” The way she had snapped at me… no one in the Blackthorn Pack dared to raise their voice to me. Not even the Elders. But she had looked at me with those wide, glowing eyes and defied me. She wasn't acting like an Omega. She was acting like… “Stop it,” I growled to the empty room, slamming my fist onto the table. My wolf paced restlessly behind my ribs, his claws digging into my soul. He didn't care about politics. He didn't care about my reputation. He wanted her. He wanted to claim her, to mark her, and to roar to the world that sh

  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Chapter 10

    The "Dust Room" was a world of ghosts.For three days, the only sound I heard was the scratching of mice and the distant echo of training drills from the courtyard. Kael had been kind, sneaking me extra bread and fresh candles, but he was busy with the border patrols. Left alone, I did exactly what Selene didn't want me to do.I stopped cleaning. I started searching.I was sitting on the floor in the farthest corner of the room, tucked between two shelves that smelled like ancient cedar and rot. In my lap was a book unlike any other. It had no title on the spine, and the cover was made of dark, cold leather that felt like skin.I opened it, expecting to see more boring tax records or old family trees. Instead, my breath caught in my throat.The pages weren't written in the common tongue. They were covered in sharp symbols lines that looked like claw marks or lightning bolts.I shouldn't be able to read this, I thought, my heart beginning to thud against my ribs. No one can read the ol

  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Nine

    The training ground was still buzzing with whispers as the guards dragged me away. Alaeric hadn't looked at me again. He had simply barked an order to "get the distraction out of his sight" before storming off.His words felt like a slap, colder than the spear I had just deflected.“Since you’re so ‘talented’ with your hands,” Selene sneered, her fingers digging into my shoulder as she pushed me toward the oldest wing of the castle, “you can spend your time where no one has to look at your pathetic face. If you aren't a water girl, you’re a cleaner.”She threw open a heavy, rotted oak door at the end of a dark hallway. The smell of mold, stagnant air, and ancient paper hit me like a physical wall.“The West Archives,” Selene said, a cruel smirk playing on her lips. “The ‘Dust Room.’ Nothing has been touched here in years. You will scrub every floor, wipe every shelf, and stack every scroll. If I find a single speck of dust by nightfall, you won't eat for a week.”The door slammed shu

  • The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna   Eight

    Behind me, the sparring match hit a fever pitch. Alaeric had disarmed two of his opponents and was facing the third, Garret, a massive warrior with a reputation for a fragile ego. Frustrated by being toyed with in front of the pack, Garret lost his cool. He lunged with a heavy practice spear, a massive wooden pole tipped with a blunt iron cap. Alaeric parried the strike with a guttural roar, the sheer force of his counter-blow sending Garret stumbling backward toward the weapon racks near me. Garret’s heel caught on a discarded shield. He crashed into the rack of real, sharpened steel spears meant for the border patrol. The heavy timber frame groaned and tipped. One of the war-spears, a weapon weighted and balanced to kill a Lycan in a single throw, slid from its notch. As the rack hit the ground, the momentum launched the spear like a bolt from a crossbow. It didn't just fall; it shot out, aimed directly at the center of my spine. “Watch out!” someone screamed, but it was already

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