All Chapters of Reclaiming His Fated Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

RAVEN“I’m sure he didn’t ask you to kill me… to torture me like this. I am your Luna, how can you treat me in this manner?”But the assigned warriors just laughed and folded their belts once more. This time, when the belts landed across my back, I didn’t scream. Instead, my entire body shook so violently, I thought I would combust.My wolf had been subdued with silver chains and wolfsbane, more than she could handle, but I could still feel her somehow. She had not disappeared completely. She was stubborn, that was for sure. She was not going down without a fight, but she still yearned for our mate and the pack’s Alpha—even if he had not still come for us… she still yearned for Kieran.I yearned for him too. I needed to talk to him. Probably scream at him for letting them keep me here as the culprit/spy who had a hand in the assassination of his mother and brother.I just needed to talk to him. Kieran would believe me when I explained to him, they didn’t let me talk to him because the

RAVENI should have died that day.When mother’s blood soaked the ground, when father’s last words burned into my soul… when Kieran stripped me of everything—my title, my dignity, my name.But I didn’t die. I lived. And I suffered.Days blurred into nights, each moment a new kind of torment. The castle became my prison, my own mate—my captor.Kieran’s hands were rough, his kisses punishing, his touch a weapon meant to break me. And still, my body betrayed me, responding to him even when my soul screamed in protest.I didn’t completely hate him like I wanted to. I hated the way he made me feel. The way he used our bond against me, forcing me to drown in him. Killing both my parents in a last minute act of betrayal was a bonus, too.I hated that some nights, still, when the pain became unbearable, I still whispered his name.But Kieran didn’t love me. And I didn’t love him.Not anymore.Not after he had me dragged from the execution stage and branded like cattle. Not after he made sure

RAVENMy former pack—the Red Moon Pack, was preparing for war.The air was thick with tension, warriors standing in tight clusters, their voices low but urgent. I listened from the shadows, trying to observe the place as much as I could before making a move.My old pack had no idea who I was now, and that was exactly how I wanted it.I crept forward, my hood drawn low, concealing the sharpness of my features. Every movement was calculated and precise, I was no longer the weak, rejected mate who had been cast out, bleeding and broken. I was no longer the girl who had begged this miserable pack for her life while her mate stood and watched.No. That Raven was dead. This one had been reborn in blood, with vengeance stitched into her very bones.The gathering was centered around Kieran, their Alpha.He stood at the head of the crowd, his towering frame rigid with authority, golden eyes scanning the warriors before him. The flickering torches cast shadows along his sharp jaw, making him lo

KIERAN There was something about the new stray. Something dangerous, something wild. I just couldn’t put my hands on it but whenever she fought, she fought as one who wasn’t new to battle. I wasn’t one to be easily influenced by new findings but this woman topped the charts, doing things that ordinarily, a newcomer wouldn’t do. “What troubles you Alpha?” Dorian asked, standing beside me. We watched as the new stray fought with so much dexterity and prowess, one would know she knew what she was doing. “This girl, the one who had suddenly come into the pack for protection. I do not trust her but there’s nothing I can pin on her that could back up my claims.” He chuckled, taking long minutes to look at the subject of our conversation. If there was anyone's judgment I trusted, it was Dorian. He had been my Beta ever since I became Alpha and I knew he could never lead me astray. “I have a strong feeling about her but I can’t place a finger on it as well. Seeing is believing Kieran and

RAVENI couldn’t believe Kieran had the audacity to leave me alone and in tears within the hallway. Just before he left, I could swear that there was a shift in his energy, in the way he touched me before he quickly left, pretending like nothing had happened but it was there, I saw it… felt it even.“What the hell got into him?” I muttered.I was determined to clear my mind off the past but it wasn’t easy. Everything I did within the pack had a brutal way of reminding me of the torment I had faced before in their very hands.The past had a way of clawing back to the surface when you least expected it. And as I stood outside the training hall, wind cutting across my cheek, I realized something chillingly satisfying—none of them recognized me. The warriors walked past with curt nods, oblivious to who I was. The elders glanced once or twice but moved on. Not even Kieran, that smug bastard, gave me a second look. I was a ghost in plain sight.I let out a slow breath, watching it fog in th