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Mother Of Wolves
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Torn From The Bond Blood, Bound And Free
That night, I sat in my chamber. A journal in my lap.I began to write: “Some battles end in blood. Others in silence. But some never end at all.”The door creaked.Pearl peeked in. “Can I sleep here tonight?”I nodded.She climbed into bed beside me.Luis joined us a moment later.My children. My anchors.I whispered as sleep claimed me: “I was once a Luna bound by chains.Now I am a wolf, bound only by love.”The ink bleeds before the words do.My hand trembles as I press the tip of the quill into the leather-bound journal, the one Sebastian left me—the one he never had time to write in.I begin with the truth. "My name is Reya Hunter. I was born in fire, raised in shadow, and forged by betrayal."Outside, Sanctum hums. Children laugh. Wolves train. Elders teach. The peace feels fragile—like glass held together by hope.But inside these pages, I spill the war.Pearl and Luis sit across from me, pretending to read.They glance up every now and then, sensing the shift in the air.“
Torn From The Bond Ghosts Still Whisper
Reya’s POVThe moon was a pale witness, crouching low on the horizon as I paced the Sanctum ramparts. My mind churned beneath its glow—Chloe’s absence a cavern in my thoughts, yawning open with every breath.“Still no sign?” I asked the distant valley, allowing the wind to carry away the ache.Alpha Tristan joined me silently, cloak brushing stone. He did not speak. He merely handed me a steaming mug.“Still no body,” he whispered as I inhaled the hot infusion of moonleaf.“Not hers,” I confirmed, jaw tight. “Not yet.”He glanced at my hand—still trembling. “No one deserves to haunt us.”I flicked my gaze to him. “Or we karoshi for them.”His fingers brushed mine—comforted, but not erased.Morning brought more than sunlight.Lydia found me in the infirmary—face grave as she clutched a fresh parchment scroll.“Iris patterns again,” she said, voice low.I followed her to the healers’ table, where a young rogue girl lay sedated. Iris flowers painted over her eyes—moonlight glow faint but
Torn From The Bond Mother Of Wolves
Reya’s POVLunaris glowed in sunrise gold. Banners of white and silver draped over stone pillars, twin runic lanterns lit the courtyard, and the valley below stirred with expectation. I stood beside Alpha Tristan, our children nestled against us, Pearl silver eyes alert, Luis’s violet gaze steady. Today, I would be crowned.But I’d decided: this crown would not place me above them. It would stand beside them.My heart trembled with promise and regret—in the cost of war, in the grief of Sebastian’s absence, in my fading power. Yet I held steady.Ceremony BeginsThe council gathered in a half-moon arc: Riverdale ambassadors, Lycan envoys, rogue elders, key tradespeople—all here to witness our rite.Sebastian’s sculptor placed the carved basalt seat before the altar—no throne, but a seat of counsel.Lydia stepped forward, holding the crown: a circlet of moonstone and iron, engraved with twin runes and lily petals—symbols of rebirth and unity.She placed it on my head as I took a breath.
Torn From The Bond A Choice, Not Fate
Tristan’s POVDawn broke over Sanctum with promise. I stood beside Reya at the unfinished archway, sunlight catching on the stone we prepared to lay. Our people gathered—old defenders, Riverdale diplomats, Lycan warriors—all drawn by her presence.Today marked more than construction; it was a new era. Reya looked radiant in simple leather and linen—the armor of a mother and leader. No Luna cloaks. Just trust.I swallowed.Today, I would choose her—not by fate, but by will.Heart’s Drumbeat. Bearing the cornerstone’s nameplate in my palm, I kept my voice steady as I moved over to Reya.She watched the site with the twins behind her. Pearl’s eyes sparkled silver; Luis’s stood violet with determination.Our gazes locked. I saw recognition—hope.My fingers trembled as I handed the stone to her.She whispered, “Thank you.” For a moment, everything paused.Unexpected Horn. A horn sounded from the south flank—a warning.Guards rushed. A hush fell. Reya’s hand tightened on the cornerstone.I
Torn From The Bond A Home Of Her Own
Reya’s POVThe sun rose over Lunaris as we laid the first stone of Sanctum. The new Luna Court—a sanctuary shaped by ash, hope, and purpose. My hands were stained with mortar. My heart pounded with cautious hope.Twins ran around the foundations with Isaac, the master builder, laughter bright as steel. Alpha Tristan stood at my side; his gaze soft, unwavering.“Are you cold?” I asked, noticing his arms hugging his chest.He shrugged. “Just steady. Proud.”“We’re building tomorrow.”He nodded. “Together.”The crowd gathered: Riverdale delegates, Lycan envoys, our pack’s guardians. Their eyes shifted between us—old respect renewed.I stepped forward. “Today, we build more than walls.”Silence pressed.“We build a place of teaching, safety, and healing. Not a throne—Sanctum is a cradle for the future.”Nods, murmurs of approval.Pearl held my hand. Her bright eyes pressed into me. Luis stood tall, iron in his posture.Alpha Tristan crouched, whispering: “They believe.”I squeezed his han
Torn From The Bond Price. Of Peace
Chapter 85: Price of Peace Reya’s POVThe dawn broke over Lunaris in a blaze of color—flags of Riverdale, the Lycan Kingdom, and our own unlapping stark white banner rising together. For a moment, I let the scene wash over me. The war was over. We had won.But I felt nothing. Instead of jubilation, there was a hollow ache in my chest where power and purpose had once burned bright. Alpha Tristan stood by my side, pride soft in his eyes, but his hand felt distant, weighted by the brand I carried, the cost of peace we had paid.Ceremony in the SquareCouncil members and ambassadors filled the courtyard. I stood at the center, twins beside me , Luis tall and solemn, Pearl smaller but strong.Alpha Tristan unrolled the decree.“By vote of Riverdale and the Lycan Kingdom, this court hereby recognizes Lunaris as sovereign and independent. Under Luna and Alpha Reya and shared heir this pack stands united.” The ambassadors applauded.Poofs of smoke signaled ceremonial victory…….echo cannon fi
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