Semua Bab Stronger Than Pain: From Beta To Luna: Bab 21 - Bab 30

“Smoke at the Border”The war room felt colder than when we first entered. The tension hadn't eased—it had thickened. The fire crackled low in the hearth, its glow casting uneasy shadows across the map table as we waited. Then came the knock. The doors opened and the royal guards stepped in—three of them, their uniforms dusted with ash, their armor scratched from forest combat. I recognized Commander Elric by the way he held his helmet under his arm, jaw tight with failure. He wasn’t one to come bearing good news. The Alpha didn’t sit. He stood beside the table, arms folded behind his back, head angled in command. I stayed at his side, silent, listening. “Elric,” the Alpha said. The commander bowed slightly. “We tracked the shooters to the southern ridge. They were fast and seemed trained. We c

“Cracks in Gold”Conan's POV  The palace was quiet. Too quiet. My boots landed without echo, my steps swallowed by the thick, gilded silence of the corridor. The walls were polished and warm with candlelight, but it all felt cold to me now. Behind each door, behind every pair of watching eyes, something stirred—suspicion, fear, or worse: questions I wasn’t ready to answer. The scent of smoke still lingered faintly in my clothes. No amount of gold or power could scrub that away. I rounded the corner near the garden vestibule, heading toward the southern wing where the inner offices lay, when I heard the soft click of heels against the floor. I looked up. Samira. She was dressed in pale lavender, a subtle braid running down one shoulder, the gold pins in h

Maya’s POVI watched Jayden from across the small living room, my chest tightening. His little hands were pushing his toy cars back and forth on the rug, but there was no excitement in his movements today. The bright orange car he always raced around the house moved slower than usual. He didn’t even make the vroom sounds that usually made me smile. “Jayden,” I called softly, my voice trembling more than I wanted. “What’s wrong, baby? Why aren’t you playing like always?” He didn’t look at me immediately. His small shoulders slumped as he kept rolling the car. Finally, he raised his gaze. “Nothing.” I forced a smile and moved closer, kneeling beside him on the rug. “You know you can tell me anything. Did something happen in school today?” His lips pouted, and he shook his head. “No.”

Maya’s POVThe entire day felt like walking through thick fog. I moved like a shadow through the small house, folding Jayden’s clothes into a small bag, packing his toothbrush and soap, rolling up his favorite blanket. My hands trembled every time I touched something that belonged to him, my chest aching with each tiny shirt I folded. We’re doing the right thing, my wolf whispered, her tail brushing comfortingly against me. We have to protect him. “I know,” I whispered back. “But where will we go? What if she finds us again?” My wolf growled low in her chest. Then we keep running. We keep fighting. Until our last breath. Jayden sat on the floor near me, humming softly as he lined up his toy cars in a perfect row. He hadn’t stopped smiling since morning, thinking we were going to see Luna. Every time he asked when we would leave,

Maya’s POVThe cold night air stung my cheeks as I walked down the narrow dirt road, Jayden’s small hand tucked tightly in mine. The moon shone bright above us, its pale light washing the world in silver and shadow. I pulled my scarf tighter around my head, trying to hide my scent as much as possible.My wolf flicked her tail nervously inside me. Keep moving, she urged, her ears pinned back. Don’t stop or think. Just move.But my thoughts refused to quiet down. Each step felt heavy, like dragging iron chains behind me. My phone buzzed in my pocket again, vibrating so hard it felt like an alarm against my leg. I knew who it was without looking.Alpha Conan.My wolf growled softly, pacing inside me. Don’t answer. We can’t turn back now.I clenched my teeth, my fingers tightening around Jayden’s hand. He stumbled a little, sleepy and dragging his small feet across the rough road.“Mommy… I’m tired,” he mumbled, rubbing his eyes with his free hand.“I know, baby,” I whispered, stopping for