All Chapters of THE BROKEN LUNA: MATED TO THE CRIPPLED ALPHA: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aria walked towards her friend with the smile still on her face and a mind free from worries.She no longer had any business with her stepmother and she would love to keep it that way.Lilith was nothing more than a phantom that had plagued her past, one that had made her pee her pants any time she caught sight of the woman’s shadows.But now? Now her teeth weren’t even sharp enough to bite into Aria’s flesh.She turned her gaze towards the only reason she came here.“Rose,” she softly called out.The street seemed to freeze for a moment as everyone turned to look at Aria. Her voice had carried through the collection of huts like a storm breeze.Rose's brows furrowed as she turned her head towards the voice, her eyes widened the moment she spotted her friend.“Aria?” she gasped in surprise as she bounced up off the bench.Before Aria could reply, Rose had already run up to her. With her gentle smile still on her face, Rose wrapped her arms around her friend.The hug was firm and warm.

Every step Lucien took was made with purpose. Wolves practically leaped out of his way as he plowed through the market square. He had pulled the hood of his cloak low. But that wasn’t enough to make him as invisible as he hoped. The cloak cast a shadow on his face, making him look like a ghost of death. He gripped his new cane – made from the trunk of a willow tree – and tapped it rhythmically on the old stone path.Since he had decided that he was going to act as if he wasn’t healed, then he knew he needed a cane. He had chosen one that was almost the same length and weight as his previous cane. He had even used his claws to carve it into something similar. With the form and color of his new cane, it would be pretty hard for anyone to know that this was not his old cane, unless they were specifically looking at the cane. As he moved, he made sure to walk with a pronounced limp. Anyone who saw him only saw the image he wanted them to see – a crippled, former Alpha dragging his f

The fire inside the stone heart cracked loudly, but Aria couldn’t hear it. The flickering lights cast similar shadows around the cottage.Aria sat still, her legs curled beneath her as she mused about Rose’s words. The silence of the cottage pressed down on her shoulders like the crushing weight of the moon.The quiet night was usually the most peaceful time for her, but not today. Not when her head was pounding hard like some creature was trying to claw its way out from outside.Aria had since realized that viewing the weave and even controlling inanimate objects didn’t cause her any ache or pain. But anytime she did the same with living people, she usually got a splitting headache.She didn’t know why, though she suspected that it had something to do with the fact that living creatures had multiple strands surrounding them. But she had quickly stored that memory in her mind.She rubbed her temple as her thought process temporarily shifted from Rose over to her stepmother. She hadn’t

“Do you want to run?”That question echoed across the courtyard for a moment as Aria’s brows furrowed.Lucien’s voice had broken through the still silence, it was both low and steady.Aria swallowed, her mind raced as she thought about shifting. She had never done it before, mainly because she couldn’t. She had always wished to have a wolf. Always wanted to be a shifter, but now that her mate was asking her the question,She hesitated.Her fears and doubts from her childhood came crashing into her all at once. It felt like the world was beginning to close in on her.Lucien’s hands brushed hers, and the heat vanished. Her mind grew clear as she flashed him a smile.She looked down and gazed at their moon shadows, then, she looked up at him and saw his visage. She saw the way he put his entire weight on his cane.He didn’t need it, but it was a force of habit, one he had learnt because he had to rely on the cane for decades. Behind his strength, she saw something that melted her heart m

Marcus POV:On the other side of the WhiteVale forest, the wind carried a sound that sliced through the air like a cursed blade, a silent procession of werewolves froze mid-step.Marcus Raven, alpha of the Raven wolves and self-proclaimed lord of the world, had stopped moving.The wolves behind him could not hear the howl, but their Alpha’s unexpected stop had made them all freeze in shock.They dared not speak.Marcus didn’t either.His brows furrowed as he turned around and looked deep into the woods – towards the spot he suspected the howl came from.The sound still lingered in his ears; it wasn’t one, but two howls. Two different wolves, two mates?It wasn’t the sound of some mutts screaming at the moon in delight, these howls were different.They harmonized in a way that sent shivers crawling up his spine.His eyes narrowed as he realized the exact reason why he had stopped.The howls sounded like they were from Alpha wolves. They had harmonized to such an extent that he thought