All Chapters of MOONBOUND SECRETS : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ZARA'S POVA dream.That is what these past weeks have felt like.A beautiful, wonderful dreamIt feels like I have stepped into someone else’s life. But it's mineMy life. A life I never thought could ever be possible For one, I am no longer invisible. People see me now. Wolves who used to walk past me without a second glance now greet me with bows and murmured respect. My days of scrubbing floors and dodging sharp words from the pack are over. I wear silks and soft fabrics now, clothes fit for a Luna, ao much so that my own reflection in the mirror startles me sometimes, as if the woman staring back isn’t me.Ryland has been amazingWonderful, caring, and the sex… oh, boy… that is just beyond words.We have been making love every since that first night and he has shown me just how much he cherishes me.From his lips, to his hands to … well … let me just say it has been perfect.It feels like a dream. A perfect, fleeting dream.But beneath all the luxury, I can't help but feel t

RYLAND’S POV5 YEARS LATER “LIARS!” I roar as I throw my chair across the room, watching as it crashes against the door and splinters to the ground.The room is a wreck. My office looks like a battlefield. Thee are papers scatteredall.jcer the place as my rable lies overturned, and the broken remains of a glass decanter glint accusingly in the faint light.It palws in comparison to how I feel .“FUCKING LIARS!” I roast again as I begin panting, out of breath.My wolf is pacing in my head, snarling at me, blaming me for the mistake I made.A bloody mistakeI shouldn't have trusted them.I should have investigated in my own.All this time…The lies.The deception.My wolf growls again, and this time, I let him. His anger mirrors mine perfectly. My chest is heaving, my nails are extended, claws threatening to tear through my own skin. I need to break something- someone.Kill someone I lean heavily against the desk, the memory of Zara’s face as I rejected her searing into my mind

ZARA'S POV The smell of rain lingered in the air as I stared at Ryland across the diner table. The space between us felt as wide as the ocean, filled with questions and answers I wasn’t ready to hear. I gripped the edge of the table so tightly my knuckles turned white, my heart pounding hard enough to make me lightheaded. “Zara, you need to let me explain,” Ryland said, his voice soft but firm. I scoffed, shaking my head. “Explain? You want to explain? After everything? After rejecting me in front of everyone, telling me to leave your pack like I was nothing?” My voice trembled, and I hated that I couldn’t keep the pain out of it. He leaned forward, his hands resting on the table as his gray eyes locked on mine. “I didn’t want to do it. You think it was easy for me to—” “Don’t.” I cut him off, raising a hand. “Don’t you dare say it wasn’t easy for you. You didn’t lose everything, Ryland. I did.” His jaw tightened, and for a moment, he didn’t speak. The silence between us wa

ZARA’S POV I felt my blood freeze as the figure emerged from the shadows. It wasn’t a wolf, though its presence was far more menacing. Tall and gaunt, with pale, nearly translucent skin, its eyes glowed a sickly gold. It moved with an unnatural grace, almost floating as it stepped toward us. “What—what is that?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Ryland growled low, his wolf form snapping its head toward the figure. He stepped back from the wolves he was fighting, his posture rigid as if he recognized the new threat. “That,” he growled, his voice distorted but clear, “is a hunter.” I tightened my grip on the twins, my body trembling. “A hunter?” “Not human,” Ryland snarled, shifting back into his human form in a blur of motion. His chest heaved, blood dripping from a cut on his arm, but his focus never wavered from the creature. “They hunt wolves. Packless ones. Rogues. And anyone who stands in their way.” The hunter tilted its head, as though studying us. Its lips parted i

Chapter 10: Blood and Bonds ZARA'S POV The first rogue wolf burst into the clearing with a snarl, its eyes wild and unfocused. Logan’s pack moved like a single entity, intercepting it before it could get close. The sound of snapping jaws and tearing flesh filled the air, but I couldn’t look away from the chaos. Ryland stood in front of me, his body tense and ready. “Stay close,” he said without looking back. I nodded, clutching the twins so tightly they whimpered in protest. “It’s okay,” I whispered to them, though I wasn’t sure who I was trying to reassure. More rogues poured into the clearing, their sheer numbers overwhelming. Logan shifted mid-leap, his massive wolf form colliding with two rogues at once. His pack followed suit, their coordinated attacks keeping the rogues at bay. But the hunter wasn’t among them. I scanned the edges of the clearing, my heart sinking as I realized the truth. This wasn’t an attack—it was a distraction. “They’re after the twins,” I said, my v