Lahat ng Kabanata ng Torn From The Bond : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Reya's POV. As the sun set below the horizon, tension in air was felt, and long shadows cast across the Lycan Kingdom.... The storm cloud was like a heavy raindrop on our faces, and I could feel the weight of it against Riverdale's very being. The council of King Xander was called out, and I found myself standing beside him, my heart racing. Each of the kingdom's most influential leaders was seated in the room, shouldering the responsibility for all future decisions. Xander's voice echoed through the chamber, "Riverdale has gone beyond their limits," and his words were spoken. We need to be ready for war."The room was filled with murmurs of agreement, but I could sense the tingling emotion of fear. War was never a simple choice, and the consequences would be far-reaching. With a determined look, Xander turned to me and said, "I want you to lead our troops.". Your bravery and determination have earned you a spot on this team, as I trust you to be the right one. "His words caught

Reya’s POV"It’s spreading like wildfire," Lydia muttered, her fingers twitching at the hilt of her dagger. "Three packs have already sent envoys to confirm the rumors."Rumors. Lies wrapped in truth, bleeding into every crevice of our world. The Luna who lived. The traitor. The ghost. Me.I stood at the center of the Lycan guard’s courtyard, my chest heaving with rage and confusion as warriors dropped to their knees before me. Recognition burned in their eyes—some in awe, others in fear.Xander’s voice cut through the air like a whip. "Get them up. We bow to no myths. We fight beside legends."But even his commanding tone couldn’t stamp out what had already taken root.My name.My title.My return."They know," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. "He knows."Xander gave me a grim look. "Tristan won’t let this stand."RIVERDALE PACK – TRISTAN"It’s a damn lie!" Tristan’s voice thundered through the council chamber, making the glass chandeliers tremble. "She’s dead. I buried

Reya’s POV "There is no quiet tonight." My voice was ice. I stepped forward alone."Reya!""If they ever take my child again," I said. "There will be no mercy."Before he could argue, I shifted. My bones cracked and reshaped, faster than a blink. Midnight fur, pulsing crimson streaks down my spine. My eyes flared white.The Blood Moon rose with me.The guards didn’t see me coming.I tore through the front gate like parchment. My claws sliced through armor, muscle, and bone. Screams echoed into the night. The rogues scattered like rats."IT'S HER! THE LUNA! THE BLOOD MOON!""SHOOT HER!"Arrows? Pitiful.They bounced off my hide like twigs. I leapt to the second level, grabbed a rogue by the throat, and slammed him into the wall hard enough to splinter itI let my claws do the talking.I exploded through the stone wall. Magic flared up around me, but I let it burn. My rage was hotter.Six guards. All armed."FIRE!"Silver rounds. They stung. I snarled, felt the poison coil in my veins—

Tristan's POV"Rewind it again. Slower this time."The security room was ice-cold, but sweat clung to my skin. My jaw locked; fists clenched at my sides as I stared at the screen replaying the same ten seconds. Again. And again.Reya.The footage had been recovered from a rogue outpost—now a graveyard. Cameras cracked and bloodstained, but still functional enough to capture what I should never have seen.Her.A crimson blur ripped through the screen like divine fury. Eyes glowing molten gold. Her wolf form—towering, silver, and untethered—tore through men like paper. Her scream shattered the surveillance audio, but it wasn’t just rage.It was grief.She was there for a child. Our child."Sir," Beta Isaac said quietly. "That was a one-woman raid. No backup. She stormed a fortified rogue den alone."I turned slowly to him. My voice rasped. "She got Luis back?"Isaac nodded. "Every rogue inside was slaughtered. No survivors. They're calling her 'Blood Moon' now. Even the Lycan High Guard

Reya’s POVMy fingers hovered over the twin daggers strapped to my hips. My breath fogged in the cold mountain air, every muscle in my body drawn taut like a bowstring. The cave before me stank of blood magic—old, foul, and wrong. My wolf paced under my skin, her claws dragging against my insides."He’s close," Lycan Xander murmured beside me, his golden eyes scanning the mist that slithered across the rocky terrain. "I can feel it."I didn’t need his warning. I felt it too—the unnatural energy crackling in the air, a pulse that made the ground feel alive beneath my boots. Luis clung to my side, his small hand gripping mine tight.I crouched and looked him in the eye. "Stay with the guard. No matter what you hear, don’t run in. Promise me, Luis."He nodded, his lips trembling. "But Mama—"I cupped his cheeks. "You are everything. I’ll come back. I always do."He stepped back reluctantly as Lycan Xander motioned the guards to take position behind the ridge. Then we moved forward, blade