All Chapters of CHASING HIS LUNA BACK: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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THE ENEMY GOT MY KIDS

Aurelia's point of viewThe west wing was supposed to be sealed off. No one was allowed here unless someone opened the gates. Who could have done that? Definately, someone who wants me dead badly. I reached for the drawer where I had hidden a small silver dagger, a relic I had kept since I left Grayson’s pack. My fingers grazed the hilt just as the door slammed open.My breath hitched as the door was left wide enough to peek through the darkness. There were two figures in dark hoods rushed into the room. They smelled rogue and I knew they meant trouble. So, the first thing came ot my mind was to protect my kids at any cost."Kael! Sara!" I shouted, throwing myself in front of the bed. I couldn't let anything hurt my kids.But they were fast. Too fast. They blocked our way to escape and grinning like a devil. I was panting, thinking of the ways to fight them. the dagger remains tight in my grasp.The first attacker lunged for me. I slashed the dagger upward, catching his shoulder. He g

WHEN THE LEASH GETS LOOSE

Silas's Point of ViewI should have known.The moment we crossed the northern border, the air itself warned me. The trees stood eerily still, no rustling of wildlife, no birdsong. The wind carried nothing but silence, a silence too perfect, too calculated. It was as if the land itself held its breath for what was to come.And then the howls echoed. One after another. Sharp, controlled, placed like chess pieces across the ridge. Not chaotic. Not reckless. Strategic.“Hold formation,” I ordered, eyes scanning every shadow. My warriors flanked out, teeth bared, muscles tense. These weren’t new recruits they had fought beside me in blood and storm but even they sensed something wrong.Still, we were prepared for a fight. What we weren’t prepared for… was the show. The rogues came fast. Strikes meant to injure, not kill. Distractions. Bait. Like gnats buzzing just enough to force you to swat at them, while the real danger sank its teeth into your neck.I snarled low in my throat. “This isn

BINDING THE LOOSE STRINGS

Silas's point of viewThe scent of charred wood still clung to the air, a sharp reminder of what had transpired mere hours ago. I stepped into my office, expecting destruction, overturned furniture—anything that would suggest the rogues had come for the Alpha's seat. But everything was untouched. Not a single page out of place, not a drop of blood on the floor.My jaw clenched.Whoever orchestrated this chaos didn’t care about me. They didn’t want my office, my position, or my power. They wanted her. Aurelia. And worse, they had taken my daughter.The silence in the room was deafening. I stood behind my desk, palms pressed against the oak surface, trying to still the whirlwind in my chest. My wolf paced furiously beneath my skin, snarling for retribution.A knock at the

THE HAUNTING DISCOVERY

Silas's point of viewThe message came through as a single line from the patrol guard near the southern woods:“We’ve found a scent trail. Blood. Small footprints. You need to come.”I didn’t hesitate. I was halfway out of the corridor when I called Dalton through the comm link embedded in my watch.“Southern woods,” I said tersely. “Bring three of your fastest and meet me there in ten.”“On it.”My wolf surged beneath my skin, claws scraping just under the surface, demanding to be set loose. I let him edge closer than usual, knowing I’d need his instincts if we were going to track her. My daughter. My blood.The wind shifted as I reached the tree l

THE GAME HOLDER

Alisha's point of viewI paced my room like a caged wolf, my heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. The silence of the night was unbearable, yet it was the only thing that kept me from screaming. My hands trembled with rage as I replayed the scene in my mind where Silas holding her. Holding her. That pathetic excuse of a woman. Aurelia.He was supposed to be mine.I had spent years weaving my life into his. Quiet loyalty, gentle smiles, well-timed touches. I supported his pack, soothed his wounds, and played the perfect role. And what did I get in return? Her. The ex-mate. The broken, sobbing mother who somehow still held his heart like a cursed relic he couldn’t destroy.A sharp knock snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts. I whipped around as the door creaked open. One of the pack messengers stood there, eyes lowered, hands trembling as he held out a folded note.“From the usual,” he muttered before disappearing down the hallway.I snatched the paper, my heartbeat quick

TAKING THE MATTER IN HANDS

Aurelia's point of viewI stared at the window, the early morning light slicing through the thin curtains like quiet judgment. My room still smelled faintly of smoke from the fire. The scent clung to everything including my clothes, my hair, my thoughts.Sara was gone. My little girl, my light. Even now, I couldn’t believe it. My chest was tight, like someone had wrapped steel bands around my ribs and refused to let me breathe.Kael slept soundly in the bed beside me, his tiny hand clutched around the hem of my tunic. I ran my fingers through his hair. It was soft and familiar, the same dark strands as his father’s. A constant, aching reminder.I wanted to scream. To cry. But I had done enough of both. Instead, I rose. I wouldn’t be useless anymore. The walls of this place had watched me crawl in like a shado

KNITTED THREADS OF DOUBT

Aurelia's point of viewThe corridor was quieter than usual. The smell of smoke still clung to the air, faint but lingering, as if the very walls hadn’t yet recovered from the night of chaos.I walked slowly toward my chamber, feet dragging. Every muscle in my body ached, but none of it compared to the hollow gnawing in my chest. Every second that passed without Sara felt like another stone added to the weight pressing down on me. I didn’t know how I was still standing.As I neared the door, I noticed someone standing by it. Arms folded, spine stiff, mouth tight in a practiced expression of sympathy.Alisha.Of course.She was leaning against the door like she owned the whole damn wing. Her eyes landed on me, and she pushed herself off the wall w

THE LIES I BELIEVED

Silas's point of viewThe rogue coughed blood onto the floor of the dungeon, his body slumped against the chains, bones broken and face unrecognizable. He was still breathing, stubborn bastard. He hadn’t given me a damn word. Not a name. Not a reason. Not even a spit of warning.But I saw it in his eyes. He knew something.I grabbed him by the collar and slammed his head back against the wall, my voice low and cold. “Who sent you? Who were you after?”He just smiled, his teeth red with blood. He was going to die here, and he knew it. But he’d die proud, carrying the secrets that had torn my pack apart.I was about to try again, fists curled, when the door creaked open. Footsteps approached fast.“Alpha,” Dalton’s voice echoed, calm but clipped. “I ne

THE SNAKES IN THE GARDEN

Silas's point of viewI stood by the long window of the war room, hands clasped behind my back, watching the wind stir the trees just outside the Blackfang compound. The scars from the recent attack still lingered burnt edges of the east wall, the faint scent of smoke in the wood but the real damage wasn't to the stone or soil.It was to the trust.There was a knock at the door.Dalton stepped in, his tone clipped. “He’s here.”I nodded once. “Let him in.”The door swung open, and in walked Roderick Vale, the one man who managed to make my blood simmer just by breathing the same air as me.He came dressed to impress. Charcoal suit. Shined shoes. Slicked-back salt-an

INTO THE THORNS

Aurelia's point of viewThe forest had always felt like a quiet refuge once upon a time, but tonight it felt like a breathing beast. Twisted limbs of trees reached out like skeletal arms, the fog curling along the ground like hungry smoke. I tightened the cloak around myself, heart pounding against my ribs as I stepped through the underbrush. Each snap of a twig beneath my boot felt like a warning.Dalton led ahead, scanning the woods with sharp eyes. Lara trailed beside me, her expression tense. The only sound apart from our footsteps was the wind whistling through the branches, whispering secrets I couldn’t decipher.Kael was back in the care of a trusted healer, and I had no choice but to leave him behind. It tore me in half. One child safe, one stolen."Are you sure thi

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