Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Moonbreather : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Morning came and the rain finally stopped. The sky was still dark and heavy, but the storm was over. The air just smelled wet, like mud and smoke from the fire.The packhouse was slowly waking up. Doors opening, voices here and there, footsteps on the wooden floor. From the kitchen, you could already hear pans clattering and smell food being made.Elise walked quietly through the halls. Her hair was still damp, her eyes looked tired, and she felt like anyone who looked at her would notice. People she passed greeted her softly, and she forced a smile back, the kind that was just enough to get by.When she reached the stairs, she saw Kai.He always stood out, always looked like he belonged in every space. But this time, his expression was gentler. Their eyes met for a brief moment, and guilt hit Elise so hard she had to look away, tugging on her sleeve like she was busy with it.“Did you sleep?” Kai asked, low and careful.She nodded. It wasn’t true.He looked like he didn’t believe

Elise sat at her desk, staring at the half-filled ledger in front of her. Her hand trembled every time she tried to write.The scratch of her quill sounded too loud, too sharp. Every noise in the packhouse seemed to crawl under her skin, every boots on the stairs, laughter in the hall, the bark of orders in the courtyard. All of it reminded her that she was surrounded, watched, judged.She dropped the quill and pressed her palms against her face. Her body was exhausted, but her mind wouldn’t stop replaying Luka’s words. You wanted it to be him so badly, you didn’t notice.Her stomach twisted. She hated herself for not pushing Luka away immediately. She hated him for exploiting her weakness. She hated the silence that kept her chained.But worst of all—she hated how Kai was beginning to notice.By mid-morning, Elise left her room. She knew if she stayed hidden, people would start asking questions. She walked down the hall slowly, shoulders tense, trying to blend in with the flow of p

The alarm rang before dawn.It wasn’t the usual signal for drills. The sharp, repeated clang filled the compound like fire in dry grass. By the time Elise reached the courtyard, warriors were already rushing to their posts, weapons in hand. The gates shook under the pounding of enemy strikes.“They’ve come in numbers,” Lucien barked as he strode past, sword strapped across his back. His calm was gone, replaced by sharp efficiency. “Archers to the wall. Shields up.”Elise’s chest tightened. She didn’t even know who the enemy was yet, only that the air was thick with fear and urgency. She caught sight of Kai at the far side of the yard, directing men into formation. His shirt was already bloodstained, though she didn’t know if it was his or someone else’s.“Stay inside,” a guard snapped at her when she moved forward.“I can’t—” she started, but the words died when the gates crashed open.Figures poured through, armored and armed, their shouts filling the night. The clang of steel agains

The crack of Elise’s slap still echoed through the hall, but Kai’s words carried sharper than the sound.“She’s the only one who’s been honest with me,” he repeated, each syllable hitting Elise harder than a blow. His hand stayed firmly on Becky’s shoulder as if shielding her. Becky lowered her eyes, but Elise caught it— that small twitch at the corner of Becky’s lips, a flicker of satisfaction she tried to hide. Luka’s smirk at the doorway matched it perfectly.Elise’s chest tightened. “Kai, please,” she said, voice cracking. “You’re blind. You can’t see it, but they planned this. Both of them. That video wasn’t an accident—it was staged!”Kai’s eyes snapped back to her, red-rimmed from unshed tears. His jaw clenched so tightly it looked painful. “Stop lying!” he barked. His voice shook, raw, uneven. “Every time you open your mouth, it gets worse. I’ve defended you, Elise. I’ve fought for you. And what did I get in return?” His voice dropped lower, but it cut even sharper. “You made

The council chamber was full, the air heavy with tension. Warriors, healers, and servants crowded the edges. Whispers buzzed like flies, but the center of the room was silent, all eyes fixed on Kai.He stood rigid, hands clenched at his sides, face pale but eyes burning with fury. His chest heaved as if every breath was a battle. Elise stood opposite him, her body shaking, her lips trembling. She tried to reach him, but he pulled back as though her touch would burn.“Say something,” she whispered, voice cracking. “Please, Kai. Look at me. You know I would never—”“Stop,” he cut in, his voice rough, breaking. “Don’t you dare say another word.”The pack stirred. Some leaned forward, hungry for drama. Others averted their gaze, pity etched across their faces. Becky stood near the edge, her hands folded neatly, her head bowed as though in sorrow, but her eyes glistened with quiet triumph. Luka was beside her, arms crossed, smirk barely hidden.Elise’s knees weakened, but she forced hersel