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Chapter Twelve: The Luna He Never Wanted

Author: Reds
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-26 17:00:28

Silas’ POV

He hadn’t expected the stares to feel like knives.

The Red Moon Pack had lined the war chamber before dawn. Warriors. Elders. Betas. Omegas. They stood shoulder to shoulder in a wide circle, stone-faced and silent. And at the center… Him.

No chains.

No threats.

But no welcome either.

Ethan stood beside him, shoulders squared, jaw tight.

He hadn’t spoken a word since they returned.

This was tradition.

Let the pack see the truth.

Let them judge it for themselves.

The problem was, Silas could feel it already

They had already judged.

A voice cut through the tension.

"That’s him?"

Nina.

She stepped from the side corridor like a storm. Her curls were pinned high, red lipstick sharp enough to bleed. But her eyes

They burned with hatred.

“I heard you dragged him back half-dead,” she said, walking straight up to Ethan. “And now what? We’re supposed to pretend he’s not a spy?”

A ripple of murmurs broke through the crowd.

Silas stiffened.

Ethan’s voice was low. “He’s Crescent-born. Yes.”

More murmurs.

Ethan raised his head higher.

“But he’s also my mate.”

Silence.

Dead, suffocating silence.

Then Nina laughed.

“Your mate? You’re risking this entire pack for a Crescent stray? You’d make him your Luna?”

She turned to the crowd, eyes wide. “This is who you want leading beside your Alpha?”

Silas opened his mouth then shut it.

Because he had no words that could make these wolves forget centuries of blood.

And Nina?

She wasn’t done.

“I gave you everything,” she whispered to Ethan. “My loyalty. My time. My body.”

Her voice cracked raw, dangerous.

“And now I’m nothing because he bled prettier than me?”

Arden’s POV

He’d been silent until now.

Watching from behind the third column, arms crossed. Eyes trained not on Silas or Ethan, But on the faces of the warriors around them.

Fear. Doubt. Bitterness.

It was spreading.

He stepped forward.

“Enough.”

The room went still.

Arden walked slowly into the center. His voice, when it came, was not loud but it was absolute.

“We all know what Crescent did to us. We’ve buried our sons and our mates for that war. I’ve lost blood, too.”

He looked at Silas.

“But I also saw him bleed for this pack. I saw him fight to protect Ethan. I saw him get tortured for choosing us over them.”

He turned to the crowd.

“You don’t have to like him. Hell, you don’t even have to trust him. But if you call yourself Red Moon, Then you stand with your Alpha.”

Another beat of silence.

And then Arden did something no one expected.

He stepped behind Silas.

And bowed his head.

“I follow my Alpha.

And I accept his Luna.”

Nina’s POV

She watched it happen.

The silence. The shift. The slow, reluctant way some wolves began to lower their eyes in submission not to her, but to him.

And at that moment, something inside her broke.

Not her pride. Not her anger.

Her control.

If Ethan chose this mutt over her…

Then she’d take everything from him.

Silas’ POV

After the council dispersed, Ethan didn’t say much.

He led Silas back through the hallways in silence.

Only when they reached his quarters did he speak.

“You didn’t have to stand there.”

Silas turned. “Yes. I did.”

Ethan walked toward him. Every step loud in the stillness.

“If you’d walked away, I would’ve followed.”

Silas swallowed hard. “I know.”

They were inches apart now.

And Ethan’s next words were a whisper

“But you didn’t.”

And Silas finally let himself answer with more than words.

He leaned forward.

And kissed him.

Nina’s POV

She paced the edge of the forest with a single vial in her palm.

The crimson liquid shimmered under moonlight stolen from a healer's cache.

Not poison. Not wolfsbane.

Something worse.

Something ancient.

Something that could break a bond.

And maybe if timed right…

Kill it.

Because being Luna wasn’t just about surviving the pack

It was about surviving the one who wanted you gone.

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