บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha’s Moonbreather : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Back at the packhouse, News of the school incident spread like wildfire. Whispered rumors burned everywhere and Elise’s name came up in hushed conversations.“She fought Becky yesterday…”“And then Becky vanished?”“You don’t think—”“No way, Elise wouldn’t—would she?”Elise walked through the halls, feeling the shift in how people looked at her. No longer just whispers of admiration. Now, there was suspicion. Unease.Again, Elise felt like it’d be best for the ground to open up for her to enter.Or better still, she could vanish — but she couldn’t. There was no hiding from this.She missed the days when no one paid any attention to her and she could just go in hiding after being bullied.Now, she was the talk of the town and in a bad way.She had always been talked about in a bad way, but not in a guilty way that seemed to tarnish her image.She could feel the weight of it, like invisible chains.At lunch, she sat with Kai and Lucien, but the dining hall was quieter than usual. P

Elise stood at the foot of the stairs, her eyes lingering on the packhouse entrance. The house that once felt like a cage was now where she found her place, even if it was still filled with tension and questions.Strangely enough, it had become her home.But today, something tugged at her, she felt the need to face the past before moving forward. She had to go back to her aunt Thea’s house to retrieve her few belongings. She especially missed having a portrait of her mom. At least, that was the only thing that gave her the comfort she needed while she was at Thea’s place.Thinking about the portrait, she remembered that each time she felt like running away, she’d think back again after running up to her room and setting her eyes on the portrait. The smiles her mom had in the portrait, the way she looked at her on the day she was taking the portrait made things settle within her. It always gave her hope.She dressed quickly, barely thinking about it, and walked out. The sun was h

The knock on the door came again, firmer this time.Elise’s heart jumped in her chest. She blinked, coming back to reality. For a moment, she thought about pretending not to be in, about curling under her blankets, laying still so as not to make a sound.But something told her she couldn’t keep hiding anymore.“Coming,” she called out, her voice hoarse.She stood and crossed the room, wiping her palms on her leggings. When she opened the door, she wasn’t surprised to find Lucien standing there.His arms were crossed over his chest, eyes unreadable.“Can we talk?” he asked.Elise hesitated. She liked Lucien, trusted him even, but there was something about his tone that made her nerves tighten. She wondered what news he had brought.Still, she nodded and stepped aside.Lucien entered her room, giving it a quick glance, his gaze briefly settling on the candles, the soft bed, the lavender scent lingering in the air, before turning back to her.“You did better than you think today,” h

Elise stood on the front steps of the packhouse, her fingers clenched tightly around the hem of her jacket. The morning air was cold on her skin, but she barely noticed. Every part of her felt too warm, too exposed.She sighed, her breathe showing in the cold.Elder Kion was arriving today.And though she’d tried to convince herself she was ready, her nerves betrayed her. Her stomach churned, and her pulse rose.Kai had offered to wait with her, but she’d asked him not to. She didn’t want his comforting presence to mask her fear. She needed to face this on her own, even if it broke her.The packhouse had been polished until it gleamed. Guards stood at their posts awaiting the Elder of the pack. Even the air smelled different, it smelt sharp, metallic, like lightning before a storm.She didn’t have to wait long.The low growl of an engine drifted through the trees. A sleek, black car rolled down the path like a silent predator. Every one of the pack members was standing on the

Elise sat alone on the wide stone steps of the packhouse, knees drawn to her chest. The night air stung her cheeks, but she barely noticed. She just sat there, staring out at the moon as if it could explain what had just happened. The wind carried the scent of blood and smoke, but it was the silence pressing down on her that hurt the most.Behind her, the packhouse buzzed with muffled voices, she didn’t blame them.They were as fearful and confused as she is.Even she has never seen anybody glow the way she was glowing.Inside the packhouse, she would have to see all the confused faces and she’d feel guilty about the fact that they’re all confused because of her.More so, most of them sustained injuries because of her. Because the shadowborns came for her.But out here, it was just her and the moonlight.Moonbreather.The word repeated in her mind like a song she couldn’t stop humming. Not wolf. Not human. Something else. Something ancient. Something none of them seemed to un