Semua Bab The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet: Bab 61 - Bab 64

“Darling,” Luna Anya cooed, “why don’t you start packing? We’re leaving this glorified kennel.”Seth blinked. “Leaving? But... the alliance…”Alpha Damien chuckled, shaking his head as he moved toward his son. “Alliance? Oh, come on, son. That wasn’t an alliance. That was a disaster in designer fur. Crimson’s idea of diplomacy is inviting thieves to dinner and calling them mates.”Luna Anya talked sweetly. “Honestly, I’ve had more warmth from a frozen river than from these people. Not even a decent cup of tea. And don’t get me started on the hospitality here.”Seth frowned, his book still open on his lap. “But Alpha Cove—he looked… like he was trying. And the guests…”Luna Anya sighed dramatically. “Yes, yes, let the Alpha sulk in his own rubble. We’ll send our regards. Perhaps,” she added with a glint in her eye, “after Conan’s destruction rains down on them, we’ll be gracious enough to offer aid.”Luna Damien’s brow arched. “Aid... with a few conditions, of course.”Luna Anya smile

“ I heard you sent the Silverstone pack away, cutting off the alliance.” “You sure this is the right call Alpha?” Lucas asked, voice low. “Silverstone was our strongest ally. If Conan strikes now…” Cove didn’t break pace. “Then we stand on our feet and fight” Lucas fell in, beside him, tone sharpening. “And Lycia?” Cove’s smirk was faint; tired and bitter, but unmoved. “I know she didn’t start anything, Lucas.” A pause. “We just finally started seeing the truth.” He passed him, shadows swallowing his figure, but his voice lingered—sharp and certain. “And the truth…” he murmured, “is a hell of a lot deadlier like Conan.” “The Silverstone pack, I had them sniffed out,” he said coolly. “Had some of our own wolf warriors trail the Silverstones. Digging through their gloss. Turns out they weren’t exactly the saints they claimed to be.” Lucas blinked. “What are you talking about?” “They weren’t after peace or any stupid alliance,” Alpha Cove said. “They were after the Blood