Semua Bab Moonbound: The Rise Of The Alpha: Bab 91 - Bab 100

The forest erupted into chaos.Wolves lunged from both sides Silverwood’s packs, Ridge warriors, Forsaken, and Elders alike.The ground shook as claws met flesh, as bodies collided with brutal force.And at the center of it allLyla.She didn’t hesitate.Didn’t hold back.Because this was it.The war she had been fighting since the moment she set foot in Silverwood.The Elders had ordered her death.Kane wanted control.And the packs Eli, Jorah, the others they had yet to decide whose side they were on.But Lyla?She already knew who she was fighting for.Her claws flashed, silver and deadly, as she met the next Elder head-on.A woman this time fast, precise.Her blade-like nails whistled through the air, aiming for Lyla’s throat.Lyla dodged, spun, and struck.Her claws ripped through the Elder’s side.A sharp gasp of pain.Then shock.Because Elders weren’t supposed to bleed.Not to someone like her.Lyla bared her teeth. "Not so untouchable now, are you?"The Elder snarled and lung

The sky was clear.The moon, still heavy and silver, watched over the battlefield where an old world had ended.Lyla stood in the center of it, surrounded by wolves who had once been enemies.Now, they were something else.Not rivals.Not fractured packs, separated by old blood feuds.Something new.The Forsaken stood tall.The wolves of Silverwood waited.Because for the first time in centuries there was no council.No Elders.No rule but hers.The weight of it pressed against Lyla’s shoulders.But she did not bend.She did not break.She lifted her chin, her silver eyes sweeping over the gathered wolves."For too long," she began, her voice steady, "this land has been ruled by fear."The wolves listened."The Elders built a world that thrived on control. On bloodshed. On division."Her silver eyes burned."That world is gone."A ripple of whispers moved through the packs.Jorah stepped forward, cautious. Measuring."And what replaces it?"Lyla took a breath.She could not answer wit

The world had changed.But some things some bonds were unshakable.Lyla stood at the heart of Silverwood, watching as wolves from every pack Blackwood, Alder, even the remaining Ridge wolves moved through the clearing.No more battle lines.No more divisions.Just a future being rebuilt, one step at a time.She still wasn’t used to the way they looked at her now.Not with suspicion.Not with fear.But with respect.With trust.She had spent her whole life being told she didn’t belong.That she wasn’t meant for this.And yet, here she stood.The High Alpha of a united Silverwood."Thinking too hard again?"Eli’s voice was warm behind her.Lyla smirked, not turning."You keep saying that like it’s a bad thing."Eli stepped beside her, his gaze sweeping over the clearing."I’m just saying, maybe for once, you let yourself breathe."Lyla exhaled slowly.She knew what he meant.The war was over.The Elders were gone.But there was still work to do.Bridges to rebuild. Wounds to heal. A new

The morning light filtered through the thick canopy of Silverwood, casting long shadows on the ground. Birds began to stir in the trees, and the rustling of leaves was the only sound as the pack gathered around the fire.But Lyla couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.Her gaze was distant, scanning the forest beyond their camp. It was as if the woods themselves were whispering to her, secrets carried on the wind that she couldn’t quite catch. It had been weeks since the battle, and the wolves had settled into a new rhythm. Things were calmer now. But Lyla knew better than to trust peace too easily.Eli approached, his presence solid and grounded. He stood beside her, following her gaze into the deep shadows of the forest."You’re thinking about the past again, aren’t you?" he said quietly.Lyla didn’t answer immediately. Her thoughts were heavy with memories of battles fought, of allies lost, of the forest that had chosen her. But there was one memory that kept resurfaci

The First Alpha’s words settled like a storm inside Lyla’s chest."You were never just chosen by the forest… You were born for this."Lyla stood rooted in place, silver eyes locked onto his.Because deep down, she had always known.The forest had whispered to her.The shadows had called her.And now the past was here to claim her.Dani crossed her arms. "Great. Another destiny speech. Love that for us."Jorah shot her a warning look, but even he looked uneasy.Eli, standing just behind Lyla, was tense. Waiting. Watching."Start talking," Lyla finally said, her voice steady despite the weight pressing down on her. "What am I?"The First Alpha studied her for a long moment.Then he smiled."You are the last of us."The words slammed into her like a physical blow.Lyla’s breath hitched. "What does that mean?""It means, child, that you are not just a wolf." His silver gaze darkened. "You are the last of the Bloodmarked."Silence.The word echoed in the chamber, in her bones, in the very