Semua Bab Reclaiming His Fated Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 120

KIERANI clenched my fists, my breath coming heavier as I trudged through the thick forest behind Vee, every step echoing in my head like a bad decision. “You know this is insane, right?” I muttered, my voice sharper than I intended. She didn’t even slow down, just tossed me a look over her shoulder that made my chest tighten with equal parts frustration and disbelief. “Insane?” she scoffed.“Kieran, you followed me here, no one dragged you.” I bit back the urge to snap because deep down, I knew she was right, but that didn’t change the fact that I had just walked myself straight into what could easily be Lucian’s trap. My eyes darted around, every rustle in the leaves making me tense.“If his rogues jump me now, I’m dead,” I said, half to her, half to myself. “Not dead,” she replied too quickly, “just… outnumbered.” I stopped in my tracks, staring at her. “That’s supposed to make me feel better? Outnumbered usually leads to death, Vee. Or worse.”She finally stopped walking, turning

KIERANThe moment the second wave of rogues came charging at me, snarling like a pack of rabid dogs, I knew that if I didn’t fight like my life depended on it—because it actually did—then I wasn’t walking out of there. I could feel the blood pounding in my ears as I tightened my grip, my teeth grinding with each swing and strike.“You think you can corner me in your filthy territory and expect me to just roll over?” I growled at one of them before slamming him hard into the dirt. The stench of their breath mixed with the metallic tang of blood in the air made me sick, but I pushed forward, driving my elbow into another’s jaw before he could sink his claws into me. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Vee standing there, leaning casually against a tree like she was watching a show.“You’re really not going to help?” I shouted at her between blows, my voice raw with rage and disbelief. She didn’t even flinch—just tilted her head slightly, that infuriatingly calm expression still on her

KIERANThe moment my feet touched the soil of my pack’s territory, I didn’t waste a single second. My voice was sharp and loud enough to carry across the courtyard as I barked, “Lock all the gates! Every last one of them! No one in, no one out without my order!” I could see my warriors stiffen at my tone, their eyes darting between each other in silent confusion, but I didn’t care for their uncertainty.“Move!” I roared, and they scattered instantly, boots pounding against the dirt as the creak and clang of metal gates echoed around us. My heart was pounding in my chest, not from exhaustion, but from the weight of what I had just realized. Vee. Of all the people, it had to be her. I’d suspected before, but now… now there was no more room for doubt. I had barely taken two steps toward the main hall when I heard Dorian’s voice cutting through the commotion.“Kieran!” he called, his pace quick as he came toward me, his expression tight, his brows furrowed so deeply I knew before he even

KIERANLater that day, I sat with my men in the strategy room, the maps spread out before us, the scent of tension thick in the air. I leaned forward, my elbows resting on the table, eyes scanning every corner of the plan we’d drawn out, making sure every security detail was in place. “I want every post double-checked,” I said firmly, looking up at them one by one.“No blind spots, no weak gates, no lazy guards on shift.” Dorian, who had been leaning back with his arms crossed, finally straightened up and fixed his gaze on me.“Kieran,” he began slowly, “do you really think Vee and Lucian’s rogues will come to attack us?” I looked at him for a long moment, tapping my fingers lightly on the table, thinking about the way both Vee and Lucian had stared at me the last time we crossed paths.“I don’t know,” I admitted, my voice low but steady.“I don’t know what they’ll do, but I know what they’re capable of… and I know the way they looked at me, Dorian. That’s not the look of someone who’

KIERANI found Dorian in the war room, leaning over the long oak table with his arms braced, scanning the maps as if the lines and markers might suddenly rearrange themselves to give us the answers we’d been looking for. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me with a soft click, and he straightened, giving me that curt nod of acknowledgment he always did.“Any new development?” I asked without preamble, my voice low but sharp, the kind of tone that made it clear I wasn’t here for pleasantries. His eyes flicked over me before he shook his head slowly.“Nothing, Alpha. Everything’s quiet at the front. No movement from Vee’s camp, no scouts spotted, no unusual activity at all.” He hesitated, then added, “It’s been the same for three days now.”I leaned on the edge of the table, staring down at the cluster of red markers that represented Vee’s rogues, my jaw tightening. “Too quiet,” I muttered, half to myself but loud enough for him to hear. Dorian crossed his arms, watching me.“You