All Chapters of Not Their Luna: A Female Alpha Story: Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

FinleyI wake to unfamiliar warmth, my body registering the comfort before my brain catches up to why. Dane's arm is draped around my waist, his steady breathing against the back of my neck sending little shivers down my spine despite the seriousness of today's looming ritual.The Night of Seven Stars. It's finally here.For a moment, I allow myself to linger in this bubble of peace—Dane's solid presence behind me, his scent wrapped around me like a security blanket, the mate bond humming contentedly between us. Nova stirs beneath my skin, pleased to have one of our mates so close after weeks of distance.One of our mates. The thought no longer jars me the way it once did. Through our strengthened triad bond, I can sense Liam too—not physically present but connected nonetheless, his consciousness just beginning to stir from sleep somewhere in the guest quarters. The awareness of both of them, the steady certainty of their presence, feels increasingly right despite everything tradition

FinleyThe moon rises over the ritual site, bathing the ancient stones in silvery light that seems to pulse with its own rhythm. Above us, the stars have begun their final alignment, seven celestial bodies gradually shifting into perfect geometric formation for the first time in seven hundred years."It's starting," Celina murmurs, her voice barely audible over the strange humming emanating from the standing stones around us. "Can you feel it?"I can. We all can. The boundary between worlds growing thinner with each passing minute, the pressure against reality's fabric increasing as whatever waits on the other side pushes harder against our world's defenses.Dane, Liam, and I stand in our triangular formation, positioned precisely according to the ancient pattern Celina identified during our practice sessions. The connection between us has been growing steadily stronger all day, and now it pulses with near-physical intensity. Through it, I can feel both men with startling clarity—thei

LiamOne second she's there—our triangle pulsing with shared power, the boundary sealing complete—and the next she's gone, reality folding around her like paper crumpling in an invisible hand."FINLEY!" My voice tears from my throat, raw and desperate as I lunge toward the space where she stood just moments ago. Only emptiness meets my grasping hands, a cold void where her warmth should be.No. No no no. Not again. Not when we've finally—Storm howls inside me, the sound reverberating through my chest though it never reaches my lips. The primal grief of a wolf separated from his mate. The same howl I swallowed two years ago when I walked away from her, only a thousand times worse because this time I want her, this time I'm choosing her, and she's still gone."What happened?" Dane demands, on his knees at the edge of where our triangle stood, his hands passing through empty air as if he might somehow catch some trace of her. "Where is she?"The ritual site erupts into chaos around us—w