Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moonbound: The Rise Of The Alpha: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lyla’s fingers wrapped around the Obsidian Fang, and a jolt of icy energy surged through her body. It was as though the artefact itself was alive, its dark power pushing against her like a physical force. For a moment, the cavern seemed to vanish, replaced by a swirling abyss of shadow and whispers.The voices were low and guttural, a language she couldn’t understand but felt deep in her bones. They tugged at her mind, offering power and promises that were both tantalizing and terrifying.“Lyla!” Eli’s voice broke through the haze, dragging her back to reality. She blinked, her surroundings snapping into focus. The cavern was still dark, the massive black wolf still battling Eli and Dani at its centre.“Destroy it!” Eli shouted, blood dripping from a gash on his arm.Lyla’s grip tightened on the Fang, her heart pounding as she tried to summon the forest’s energy. But the artifact’s dark power resisted, twisting and writhing like a living thing.“I can’t,” she whispered, her voice trem

The Blackwood pack returned to their camp under a sky heavy with clouds, the moon hidden behind a veil of grey. The air carried the scent of rain, and the forest seemed to mourn, its usual hum of life replaced by a subdued silence. Victory had been hard-won, but it felt hollow. The shadow totems were destroyed, and Kane’s forces weakened, but the shadow’s presence lingered a constant reminder that the battle was far from over.Lyla sat near the fire, her body aching from the magic she had wielded. Every use of the forest’s energy left her feeling more drained, as though a part of her was slipping away each time. She stared into the flames, the flickering light reflecting the turmoil within her.Dani sat down beside her, offering a plate of food. “You should eat,” she said, her voice gentle.Lyla shook her head. “I’m not hungry.”“You need your strength,” Dani insisted. “We all do.”Lyla took the plate reluctantly, picking at the food without much enthusiasm. The thought of more battle

The first light of dawn spilt through the trees, casting long shadows over the Blackwood camp. The morning felt heavier than usual, the air thick with the weight of unanswered questions and lingering fears. The pack was beginning to heal from the previous days’ battles, but fractures in their unity remained. Lyla knew it would take more than time to mend the cracks.She sat near the fire, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea. Jonas sat across from her, his shoulders hunched and his eyes distant. His presence was still a source of unease for some in the pack, but after the ritual and his bravery in the forest, there was a growing sense of acceptance.“You didn’t sleep,” Lyla said softly, breaking the silence between them.Jonas shook his head, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “How could I? Every time I close my eyes, I see Kane. I hear his voice.”Lyla frowned, setting her mug aside. “He did something to you, didn’t he?”Jonas hesitated, his fingers curling into fists. “It wasn’t ju

The light of the grove lingered in Lyla’s mind, a fleeting comfort that seemed to dim with each passing day. The victory over the corrupted land had been a triumph, but it had come at a price. The forest’s whispers grew louder, more insistent, their urgency pressing on her like a physical weight. The battle with Kane was far from over, and Lyla knew that every step forward brought them closer to a confrontation that would determine the fate of them all.Back at the Blackwood camp, the pack regrouped, their relief at the recent victory overshadowed by the grim reality of what lay ahead. The shadow’s corruption had been pushed back for now, but it was clear that Kane’s influence continued to grow. His retreat had not been one of defeat but of calculation.Lyla sat near the edge of the camp, her thoughts racing as she stared into the darkened forest. The silver grove’s energy had restored some of her strength, but she could feel the cost of her connection to the forest weighing on her. E

The morning after the battle at the archway dawned with a heavy sky. Clouds loomed low over the forest, their edges tinged with the faint silver glow of sunlight struggling to break through. The Blackwood pack had returned to their camp victorious, but the mood was far from celebratory.Lyla sat near the edge of the clearing, her back resting against a tree. Her body ached from the magic she had wielded to destroy the runes, and her mind was still replaying the battle. Every clash, every burst of energy, every agonised roar from Kane felt etched into her memory.The forest was restless. Its whispers were louder now, an insistent hum that never quite faded. They spoke of danger, of a shadow that had been pushed back but not destroyed. Lyla closed her eyes, trying to block out the noise, but it was no use.“You need to rest,” Eli’s voice broke through her thoughts.She looked up to see him approaching, his expression lined with worry. He sat beside her, his green eyes scanning her face.