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Chapter Four: The Other Side of the Table
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2026-06-23 15:10:06
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Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Thirteen: Losing Ground
SebastianHe had a system and the system had stopped working.Seb stood at the edge of the eastern training field in the grey morning light and watched her and told himself he was simply checking that the new Luna was settling into pack routines comfortably which was entirely within his responsibilities as the younger Alpha and had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that watching her was the only time the noise in his head went quiet.She was running the perimeter track alone. Not training exactly. Just moving, the way she sometimes moved in the early mornings like her body needed to be in motion before her mind could function. He had noticed that about her. He had noticed a lot of things about her that he was supposed to stop noticing.The way she pushed her hair back when she was thinking.The way she went very still just before she said something honest.The way his wolf went completely silent every single time she walked into a room, not distracted, not reactive, just settled,
Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Twelve: What Comes in the Dark
MylaThe dreams had been getting worse.She had not told anyone. There was no framework for telling anyone, no way to say I keep dreaming of wolves I have never met and a battle I was not alive for without sounding like something was genuinely wrong with her.She woke before dawn again and lay in the dark while the fragments dissolved the way they always did, too fast to hold onto, leaving only the residue of feeling behind. Red wolves running. The particular quality of the fear, not her fear, someone else's, carried in her chest like borrowed grief. Two faces she almost recognised now. Almost.She sat up.Her wolf was very awake.She dressed and went downstairs because staying in the dark with the dissolving dreams felt worse than moving. The pack house was quiet. She made tea and stood at the kitchen counter and tried to breathe the dream out of her system.It was getting harder to breathe out.She heard the footsteps before the door opened. She knew whose they were before she saw h
Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Eleven: The Weight of Knowing
AlecThe pack briefing ran forty minutes.I know because I counted. Not the minutes exactly but the particular quality of my own attention across them, the way I tracked the beta's words and the schedule and the border patrol rotations while another part of my mind sat completely still with the thing I had been carrying for four days like a stone I could not put down.I had always been good at carrying things alone.Growing up as the older twin, the first son, the one who would lead, you learned quickly that weight was yours to manage. You did not distribute it. You did not let people see how heavy it had become. You carried it and you kept moving and you maintained the particular composure that the pack needed from its Alpha because the pack took its cues from you and if you flinched they felt it.I had not flinched in four days.I was flinching now.Not visibly. Nothing I let reach my face or my posture or the measured way I acknowledged my beta's report. But inside, where only my w
Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Ten: All Three
It happened on a Thursday.No warning. No build up. Nothing that would have told Myla, if she had been paying attention to the right things, that this particular evening was the evening her wolf decided it was done waiting.She had been sitting in her room reading when it started. A warmth in her sternum, low and slow at first, like embers catching. She put the book down. The warmth spread, moving up through her chest and into her throat and down through her arms, and it wasn’t painful, it wasn’t frightening, it was something much worse than either of those things.It was recognition.Not of one person. Not of one pull moving in one direction.Both.Simultaneously and completely and with a certainty so total that her wolf stopped pressing against her from the inside and simply rose, and Myla felt herself losing the careful controlled boundary between her and her wolf that she had maintained her entire life, the one she had practised holding since she was old enough to understand what
Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Nine: What the Old Books Know
His father’s private study had not been opened in six weeks.Alec stood outside it with the key in his hand for longer than he intended, looking at the dark wood of the door and the thin strip of darkness beneath it and not going in. The pack physician had advised rest and quiet. His father was sleeping. There was no reason to disturb him.He wasn’t here to disturb him.He unlocked the door and slipped inside and pulled it closed quietly behind him.The study smelled of old paper and the particular woodsmoke his father had always preferred in the colder months. The desk sat as it always had, large and dark, covered in the organised layers of a man who thought in systems. On the far wall, the personal archive. Floor to ceiling shelving, older than the rest of the building, holding texts that had been in the Crimson River bloodline for generations.Alec stood in front of it.He was looking for something specific and he wasn’t sure it existed and he didn’t know how to want it to exist an
Twin Alphas' Rare Luna Chapter Eight: What She Felt First
It started as nothing.A prickling at the back of Myla’s neck, low and insistent, like a sound just below the range of hearing. She was in the middle of a conversation with one of the pack’s senior she-wolves, nodding at something being said about the eastern garden, when it hit her and she went still so suddenly the other woman stopped mid-sentence.“Are you all right?”“Fine,” Myla said. “Sorry. Continue.”But she wasn’t fine. Something was wrong on the eastern border. She knew it the way she knew things she had no right to know, the same way she had always known when Darius was lying, the same way she had felt the exact moment Darius’s escort crossed back out of Crimson River territory two days after the wedding. A pull in the wrong direction. A pressure where there shouldn’t be one.She excused herself.She walked quickly toward the eastern wing, following the feeling the way you follow a scent when you’re not sure what you’re tracking but your wolf is certain. Two of the pack’s p
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