All Chapters of Alpha's Rebellious Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

147 Chapters

The Wolf's Jealousy

(Third-person's POV)Olivia Blake recovered from her initial shock and stared at Natalie, who continued eating as if nothing unusual had happened. The tall Alpha who had approached their table, exchanged phones with Natalie, and then left had created a ripple of tension that Natalie seemed completely immune to."You're, you're still eating?" Olivia stammered, her eyes darting between Natalie and the abandoned phone on the table.Natalie looked up from her venison steak, her expression neutral. "Isn't that why I came here?"Olivia nodded slowly, a nervous laugh escaping her lips. "Well, yes, but if I were in your situation, I'd be much more... agitated."Natalie shrugged and continued eating, the pain in her shoulder momentarily forgotten as she savored the perfectly seasoned meat.Brandon Moore's gaze kept drifting toward the parking lot where the imposing Alpha had retreated. The man's presence had made Brandon acutely aware of his own inadequacies. The Alpha had approached thei

The Alpha's Den

(Natalie's POV)The dark green car sped through the evening traffic, its powerful engine a low rumble beneath us. I stared out the window, watching the forest give way to the glittering lights of downtown Silvercrest Valley. Neither of us had spoken much since leaving the restaurant."Where are we going?" I finally asked, breaking the silence.Florian's hands tightened slightly on the steering wheel. "My apartment. It has the proper medical supplies for your shoulder."I raised an eyebrow. "The herbal remedies from the clinic are adequate.""Adequate isn't good enough," he replied without looking at me. "Those clinic remedies take weeks to work. Mine will heal you in days."His concern was unexpected. I wasn't used to someone prioritizing my comfort, especially after years of being treated as an afterthought by the Silverstone pack.The car pulled into the parking lot of an exclusive high-rise apartment complex overlooking Silver Lake. The building was all sleek glass and brushe

Whispers and Shadows

(Natalie's POV)"I should go," I said, reluctantly pulling away from the spectacular view of Silver Lake.Florian leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his broad chest. His amber eyes gleamed with amusement."Taking the herbs," he said, nodding toward the small container he'd prepared. "And the phone."I slipped both into my bag. "Of course.""You don't trust me, do you?" His tone was teasing, not accusatory.I raised an eyebrow. "Should I?"He laughed, the sound surprisingly warm. "Probably not yet. But you will."The confidence in his voice would have been irritating if it wasn't somehow charming. I shouldered my bag, wincing slightly as I moved too quickly."I'll drive you home," Florian said, all traces of humor vanishing at my discomfort. "But not in the green car.""Why not?""That one makes too much noise. Zack modified the exhaust system—he likes to make an entrance." He shook his head. "I'll take you in something quieter."Twenty minutes later, we pulled up ne

Silver Chains of Freedom

(Natalie's POV)I ran through the main hall, my heart hammering against my ribs as Cassidy pursued me with murderous intent. The silver-tipped belt whistled through the air, missing my shoulder by inches as I ducked."Stand still, you bitch!" Cassidy screamed, her face contorted with rage.I weaved between antique furniture, desperate to keep distance between us. The silver would not only cut my skin but burn like acid—a punishment designed specifically for werewolves.Cassidy swung again, harder this time. I twisted away, but the momentum carried the belt past me and straight into Richard's prized crystal moonwater decanter. The shattering sound echoed through the hall like a gunshot.Time seemed to freeze. We both stared in horror as water and crystal fragments cascaded onto the collection of ancient wolf-tooth carvings displayed beneath—artifacts dating back thousands of years, representing our pack's oldest history."No!" Cassidy gasped, her face draining of color.I seized

Venison and Revenge

(Natalie's POV)"Where are we going?" I asked as Florian drove smoothly through the streets of Silvercrest Valley."You'll see," he replied, a hint of excitement in his voice.The car turned down an unfamiliar street, eventually stopping in front of a rustic building with wooden beams and a hand-carved sign: "The Silver Stag."My heart skipped a beat. "A venison restaurant?" I couldn't hide my surprise.Florian nodded, looking pleased with my reaction. "Not just any venison restaurant—they specialize in traditional preparation methods. I've heard it's one of the best."I hadn't tasted properly prepared venison since I was twelve, before my parents died. The Silverstone pack served it occasionally, but it was never prepared with the care and seasoning my father had preferred."I didn't know places like this existed in Silvercrest Valley," I admitted."They don't advertise much. It's mainly for wolves who appreciate the old ways." Florian got out and came around to open my door.

Wolf is Coming

(Richard's POV)The Silverstone pack house erupted with chaos as I sat at my tea table, nursing the beginning of a migraine. The moonlight wine did nothing to dull the pounding in my temples as Cassidy's shrill voice pierced the air."I saw her! She was kissing some Alpha in a car right outside the Silver Moon Bar!" Cassidy's face was flushed red with indignation. "They were practically mating right there in public! Ask anyone who was there!"Emma Winters stepped forward, her copper hair gleaming under the chandelier light. "That's completely false. Natalie was with me the entire time. We were in my car."I glanced at the Winters siblings with narrowed eyes. Their unexpected presence in my home during this family dispute was irritating, but I maintained my composure. The Winters pack was too valuable an ally to offend.Victoria rushed in, followed closely by Lucas. My mate's eyes widened at the scene before her – Cassidy pointing an accusatory finger at Natalie, who stood with unu

The Fall of a Wolf

(Natalie's POV)I slipped back into my room and locked the door behind me, leaning against it for a moment. The house was eerily quiet after the chaos, save for one sound—Cassidy's distant screams echoing up from the cell in the side yard.Her cries had changed since I'd left her. No longer coherent pleas or angry accusations, they had devolved into something more primal. More broken. The sound drifted through my open window, carrying the unmistakable edge of someone losing their grip on reality.I walked to the window and closed it firmly, not out of mercy but practicality. I needed quiet.Even with the window shut, I could still make out the muffled shrieks. I reached for my headphones and slipped them on, scrolling through my playlist until I found something soothing. Classical music filled my ears, drowning out Cassidy's breakdown.I felt nothing as I listened to her unraveling. No satisfaction, no guilt, no pity. Just a cold acknowledgment that justice was being served. The s

The Wolf's Claim

(Natalie's POV)I awakened to screams echoing through the Silverstone pack house. For the second night in a row, Cassidy was roaming the halls at 3 AM, her voice raw and incoherent. Her time in the silver-lined cell had broken something inside her.I remained in bed, staring at the ceiling as footsteps hurried past my door. Victoria had returned from her parents' house when she heard about Cassidy's condition. Now she was rushing to quiet her daughter before Richard's patience wore thin."Cassidy, please calm down," Victoria's voice pleaded. "You'll wake your father."The screaming continued, words dissolving into terrified sobs about chains and silver and darkness. I closed my eyes, not feeling the satisfaction I had expected. Just emptiness.The following morning, Lucas knocked on my door as I was getting dressed."They're taking Cassidy to the Silver Moon Hospital," he informed me, his voice flat. "The pack healer says she needs professional care."I nodded without comment.

A Night Out

(Natalie's POV)The grandfather clock in the main hall chimed nine times as I slipped through the side door of the Silverstone pack house. I had barely taken three steps when Victoria's voice cut through the silence like a silver blade."You!"I turned slowly to find my aunt standing at the bottom of the staircase, her face contorted with rage. Her normally perfect hair was disheveled, her eyes rimmed with red from what I assumed were hours of crying over Cassidy."You're the reason Cassidy is locked up!" Victoria's voice trembled, her finger pointing accusingly at me. "You've been nothing but a disaster for this pack since the day you arrived!"I kept my expression neutral, meeting her gaze steadily. Ten years of practice had perfected my mask of indifference."Aunt Victoria, I didn't lock Cassidy in a cell. Uncle Richard did," I pointed out calmly. "Perhaps the entire pack should undergo psychological evaluation."Her nostrils flared at my suggestion. "How dare you! You manipu

The Crash

(Zack's POV)I nearly choked on my drink when I saw Natalie Silverstone waltz into the VIP room of Moon's Shadow with Emma Winters. They looked like they owned the place, and honestly, with Emma's connections, they practically did."Holy shit," Henry whispered beside me, his eyes wide. "Is that Natalie?"I nodded, watching as they settled at a table not far from us. Two male models—professional escorts from the entertainment district by the looks of their polished appearances—joined them moments later. The guys were clearly hired for show, sitting at a respectful distance while still appearing attentive.The VIP room was spacious enough that their presence didn't crowd us, but close enough that I couldn't pretend not to notice. This was bad. Very bad.I'd been explicitly ordered to keep an eye on Natalie, not to actually witness her entertaining other males. Florian would lose his mind. He might actually kill those models, and then possibly me for allowing it to happen.Natalie g

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