Semua Bab Reclaiming His Fated Luna: Bab 21 - Bab 30

RAVENThe night had long settled like a heavy curtain over the rogue quarters, a damp, restless kind of silence curling around every stone and timber. The stale scent of old sweat and damp earth hung in the air, familiar, uncomfortable. My mattress was thin, the blanket scratchy, but it was a bed. And I had just begun to drift when I heard it—a soft, deliberate knock.I sat up, heart tapping uncertainly against my ribs. No one knocked here. They barked, they cursed, they demanded. But this… this was something else. My bare feet met the cold floorboards and I moved quietly, instinctively, toward the window instead of the door. The sliver of moonlight carved sharp lines across the dusty floor as I pulled the curtain just enough to see.Rowena.Her face was pale even in the moonlight, and her lips were pressed so tightly together they’d gone white. Her eyes found mine instantly and held them. Something was wrong. Very wrong.I cracked the window open just enough. “What is it?” I whispere

KIERANThe morning sun had barely spilled its golden light through the tall stained-glass windows when I sat at the small round table near the hearth in my chambers, a plate of hot bread, cheese, and a cut of venison before me. The steam from my tea curled lazily into the air, its scent calming, grounding, at least, for a moment. I’d just reached for the bread when the door creaked open. I didn’t have to look up. I already knew the sound of Dorian’s boots. Steady. Controlled. Always a bit too serious for this early hour.“Come,” I said without lifting my gaze, tearing the bread apart. “Sit. Eat before it gets cold.”But he didn’t move. I looked up, and the tension in his frame told me everything I needed to know. Shoulders tight. Jaw clenched. Eyes too focused. Something was wrong.“Kieran,” he said, his voice low and hesitant—something it rarely ever was. “We need to talk.”I set the bread down slowly. “Not even a good morning?”“I saw Vee last night,” he said, ignoring the question

KIERANThe air was thick with tension as I strode across the gravel-covered path leading to the main courtyard, my boots crunching beneath me, my heart hammering a warning into my ribs. I didn’t need anyone to tell me something was off, the energy around the pack was too quiet, like the forest before a storm. When I glanced up, I saw the guards standing at attention, but their eyes… Some were too shifty, others too still. Something had slipped through the cracks. No, someone had.“How the hell did he get this close?” I barked, spinning to face Jared, who flinched at the edge in my voice.“We’ve reinforced the borders twice this week.”“I—I don’t know, Alpha,” he stammered, eyes darting left. “We only just got word that Lucian was seen along the eastern ridge.”“Eastern ridge?” I repeated coldly. “He should be miles away. There’s no way he made it here this fast unless—” I broke off, the realization dawning like a blade in the gut. “Unless someone told him how to get through.”Jared pa

RAVENI was making my usual morning rounds when one of the guards jogged up to me, his brows furrowed in urgency."Vee," he said, catching his breath, "Alpha Kieran wants to see you. Said it's urgent."I paused mid-step, my heart skipping a beat. "Did he say what it was about?"The guard shook his head. "No, just tell me to get you. He’s waiting in the east wing."I nodded, brushing past him with a stiff nod. My boots hit the stone floor with sharp taps as I walked down the hall, the tension in my spine growing with each step. When I finally reached the door, I didn’t bother to knock, just pushed it open.Kieran stood near the window, his back turned, hands clasped behind him. He didn’t turn around as he spoke, his voice low and unreadable."Have you been in contact with Lucian?"I blinked, stunned. "What?"His head turned slowly toward me, and this time, his gaze was sharp, dissecting. "Don’t play dumb with me, Vee. I asked if you’ve been in any kind of alliance with him.""Alliance?

RAVEN"I thought you weren’t coming," Rowena murmured as soon as I stepped into the hallway, the flicker of torchlight throwing shadows across her face. Her arms were folded, a slight edge in her voice, but I knew it wasn’t aimed at me—just nerves.I exhaled, glancing behind me before shutting the door softly. "I had to wait until the guards changed shifts. Too many eyes tonight.""Because of the ball," she said, nodding. "They're all pretending to be festive, but we both know they’re bracing for something ugly.""Exactly why we need to be careful," I whispered, stepping closer to her. "You said you had something to tell me?"She hesitated. Her fingers toyed with the edge of her shawl. "I’m thinking of sending a signal to Lucian."My brows shot up before I could stop them. "Rowena…""Just listen," she hissed, her eyes darting around before she leaned in. "If there’s ever a time to strike, it’s when they’re distracted. Everyone will be in one place. The leaders, the guards, the council