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Chapter Seventy-five: The Sanctuary That Wasn’t Home

Author: Dorcas Williams
last update publish date: 2026-09-27 20:14:22

The moment my mother called the sanctuary a prison, every wolf around us went silent. Not ordinary silence. The kind of silence that came when something ancient was listening.

I stared at the Royal Guard standing beyond the ruined entrance of the facility. Their silver armor reflected the flames burning behind us. Their faces were hidden beneath dark helmets, but every one of them stood perfectly still, waiting for me. “You said you serve me,” I said.

The tallest guard stepped forward. “We do,
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    The first creature climbed through the crack in the floor. I had fought wolves. Vampires. Engineered soldiers. Monsters created in laboratories. But I had never seen anything like this.Its body was almost human, yet twisted by something ancient. Black veins covered its pale skin. Long claws scraped against the silver floor, and its eyes burned with the same unnatural silver glow as the First Hunger.Then another creature climbed out. Then another. Then dozens. The Royal Guard finally broke formation. “Fall back!” Their voices echoed through the chamber. But there was nowhere to go. The creatures were coming from every direction.My wolf pushed against my consciousness. They’re not alive. I swallowed. “What are they?” Not dead either. That answer somehow frightened me more. Alexander stepped beside me. His hand closed around mine. “Stay behind me.”I pulled my hand free. “No.” He looked at me. “I can fight.” “I know.” “Then stop trying to protect me.” His expression softened for half

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Seventy-seven: The Blloodline Before Mine

    The word echoed through the sanctuary. Son. It wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. The single word had changed Alexander’s entire face.For the first time since I had met him, there was no control in his expression, only shock. I looked from him to the creature standing behind my father. “You know him?” Alexander didn’t answer. “Alexander.” His jaw tightened. “I don’t know that thing.”The creature laughed. A deep, ancient sound that seemed to vibrate through the walls. “You know exactly who I am.” Alexander’s eyes turned black. His fangs appeared. “Don’t call me your son.” The creature tilted its head. “You still carry my blood.” Silence.I stared at Alexander. His blood? My wolf shifted uneasily inside me. Something is wrong. I could feel it too. The creature didn’t feel like a normal vampire. It didn’t feel like a werewolf. It didn’t even feel like the supernatural beings I had encountered since returning to my old life. It felt older. Like the first shadow cast before the world had

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Seventy-six: The Thing Inside My Father

    My father’s body stood chained at the center of the chamber, enormous black wings folded behind him, silver eyes glowing through the darkness. But there was another presence behind those eyes. Something older. Something that made even my wolf retreat.I took one step backward. The Royal Guard immediately lowered their weapons. “Do not approach him,” the tallest guard warned. I barely heard him. “Dad?” The creature lifted its head. For one terrifying second, nothing happened. Then my father’s voice came from its throat. “Luna.”My chest tightened. “It’s you.” The chains rattled violently. “Do not come closer.” I stopped. That was definitely my father. Not the thing. My father. “Why are you here?” His eyes flickered. Silver. “I was brought here.” “By Grandfather?” “Yes.” His voice cracked. “But he didn’t put me here to punish me.”I stared at the chains. “What did he put inside you?” My father’s expression changed. Pain crossed his face. “The first hunger.” The chamber seemed to grow co

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Seventy-five: The Sanctuary That Wasn’t Home

    The moment my mother called the sanctuary a prison, every wolf around us went silent. Not ordinary silence. The kind of silence that came when something ancient was listening.I stared at the Royal Guard standing beyond the ruined entrance of the facility. Their silver armor reflected the flames burning behind us. Their faces were hidden beneath dark helmets, but every one of them stood perfectly still, waiting for me. “You said you serve me,” I said.The tallest guard stepped forward. “We do, Your Majesty.” “I’m not your queen.” His head tilted slightly. “That is not for you to decide.” My fingers curled. I hated that sentence. It sounded too much like everything I had spent years fighting against.Desmond had once decided what I should be. My grandfather had decided what I should become. Project Phantom had decided what my blood was worth. And now these strangers were standing in front of me, telling me who I was supposed to be. “No one decides that for me,” I said.The guard lowere

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Seventy-four: The Queen Who Refused the Crown

    Thousands of wolves bowed before me. I stared at them through the broken wall, unable to understand what I was seeing. Silver wolves. Black wolves. White wolves. Brown wolves. Wolves with glowing eyes. Wolves with scars. Wolves from different packs, different bloodlines, different worlds. All of them had come here. All of them were looking at me. And all of them were kneeling.The First Phantom stood behind me. “Your reign begins tonight.” I turned toward her. “No.” Her smile faded. “No?” “I don’t want a reign.” “You don’t get to choose.” “I’ve spent my entire life being told what I am supposed to be.”I stepped closer. “My father decided what I should become. My grandfather decided what I should become. Project Phantom decided what I should become.” Silver energy flickered beneath my skin. “I won’t let you decide either.”The First Phantom studied me. Then she smiled. “Good.” I frowned. “Good?” “A queen who wants a crown can be corrupted by it.” She stepped closer. “But a queen who r

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    The woman inside the sphere opened her eyes. It was black. Then she smiled with my face. “Come closer, Luna.”I didn’t move. My grandfather stood behind the glass, watching me like a scientist observing an experiment. Phantom-01 stood beside him. The soldiers raised their weapons. And somewhere beyond the sealed doors, I could hear Alexander pounding against the metal. “Luna!”I ignored him. My eyes remained on the woman inside the sphere.“You’re the First Phantom.” She smiled. “I am what remains of her.” “What does that mean?” “I am her consciousness.” My wolf growled. Don’t trust her.I stepped closer anyway.“Why do you have my face?” “Because they used your blood to rebuild my body.” My stomach twisted. “So you’re not my ancestor.” “I am.” “That’s not an answer.” She smiled. “You carry my blood. My memories. My power.”She placed one hand against the inside of the glass. I instinctively placed mine against the other side. The moment our palms touched— Pain exploded through my skull

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    Five years ago— Luna Albert died quietly. There was no funeral, no mourning, no one noticed how deeply she was hurt, no one noticed the exact moment she disappeared. Except her.New York had not welcomed her. It had tested her. But she had no choice than to stay. Because it was for the best.The fi

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