Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moonlit Dominion: She-Wolf Ascendant: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

I hear the whispers before anyone dares to tell me directly. The news drifts in from the wolves returning to our pack, some of them old friends, others simply warriors drawn back by the call to rebuild. Alpha Noah. Alive, not a vampire, not infected, I can hardly believe it. I saw him being ravaged by the vampires, withy my own eyes. Nyx is pacing in the den, her brow furrowed. She’s heard it too. "Noah," she mutters under her breath, her voice tight with anger. "After everything he’s done, that bastard has just been hiding this whole time?"I nod, keeping my tone steady, though my mind is racing. "Sounds like it. Maybe he wasn’t brave enough to stay and face the consequences."Her jaw clenches, and she turns to me, her eyes flashing. "Lorenzo, you know what he did. He killed our advisor Jenna—murdered her in cold blood." She shakes her head, disgust flickering in her gaze. "That kind of betrayal, it can’t go unpunished. The pack deserves justice."I step closer, resting a hand on he

Two years later The fire crackles softly in the den’s hearth, casting a warm, amber glow over the room. Nyx and I are alone, at last, a rare moment where the weight of the pack, the responsibilities, and the worries seem to fade into the background. Tonight, it’s just us.Fate has been nice to us lately. We didn't encounter any more vampires or human attacks, it's like they all disappeared. Enzo is growing up very quickly, learning and training to be a greater person. And for me, sometimes the tickling sound of clock makes me breathless. I have been counting my days, as I feel that Enzo might get his wolf even before he turns six. But it's alright, my happy moments with my son and wife make me forget about those painful feelings. Nyx leans back on the couch, her hair loose and spilling over her shoulders, her dark doe eyes softened by the warm light. I can’t help but stare at her, at the strength and grace she exudes even in moments of stillness.“You’re staring,” she says with a s

I step outside the den, the cool night air pressing against my skin. The silence wraps around me, broken only by the soft rustle of the trees and the distant howl of a lone wolf. The weight in my chest feels heavier than it has in a long time. Enzo is finally calming down, his breathing even, his small body finally at peace after fighting against his wolf’s awakening.I don’t know if I can keep watching him go through this. A part of me feels pride—my son is coming into his power, embracing his heritage. But another part feels an ache I can’t seem to shake. He’s growing, changing, and I know what that means. His wolf is emerging. And mine_ mine has seen many full moons.I glance back at the den, Nyx sitting by his side, her hand gently stroking his hair as he rests. A bittersweet smile tugs at my lips. She’s always been so strong, so steady. She’s held us both together through so much. But even she can’t change what’s coming.“Why does it have to be like this?” I mutter under my breat

As we stand there, the mountain wind whipping around us, I try to steady my racing thoughts. Nyx’s presence is grounding, but I know that I can't keep her in the dark forever. She deserves to know what’s weighing on me, even if it means admitting things I’ve been avoiding.“I’m afraid, Nyx,” I finally say, my voice low, vulnerable. “Afraid of what will happen when my time comes. Enzo, he’s not ready yet. The curse_ it’s getting closer. And I don’t know how much longer I can keep fighting it.”Nyx’s grip on me tightens, and she tilts her head up to meet my gaze. There’s a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, but then it hardens, determination settling over her like a cloak. “We’ve faced worse. You know that. This isn’t the end, Lorenzo. You’ve been carrying the weight of this curse alone for so long. Let me help you carry it.”Her words hit me like a storm. I wish it were that simple. The truth is, I’ve always kept my burden close, never allowing anyone to share it with me. I don’t want

The morning after the unsettling visit, the atmosphere around the Blood Moon Pack feels different. The weight of yesterday’s encounter with the shadowed figure presses down on us. I can’t shake the feeling that something terrible is coming, something neither Nyx nor I are prepared for. Every time I close my eyes, I see that cloaked figure, and the coldness in their voice reverberates through my mind.But it’s not just the figure that’s on my mind. It’s the shadows from the past, the ones that have been creeping closer. The tension between Nyx and I has grown thick. We’re both on edge, watching each other, waiting for answers we don’t have.Nyx hasn’t said much since that strange figure left. Her eyes are sharper, her posture more rigid. She’s clearly thinking about her father, Alpha Vincent, and what this means for the pack. I know she hasn’t fully processed everything yet. But I can feel it—the storm is about to hit, and it’s not going to be an easy one.The morning light filters thr