Semua Bab Scarred By The Moon: Bab 11 - Bab 18

Freya I had barely processed what I’d overheard when the weight of it settled into my chest like a stone sinking into water. Every word from Cole’s father echoed with a cruel finality, each syllable another nail in the coffin of the future I had so meticulously crafted. He had returned from his long journey only to remind me of my place, and it wasn’t beside Cole. Not truly. Not in the way I craved. Not with the title I deserved. I wasn’t to be Luna. That honor, apparently, still belonged to her. Alaina. The name made bile rise in my throat. She had been banished, cast out from the Moonridge Pack. She had walked away in shame and silence, yet somehow her shadow still lingered over everything I wanted. How did she continue to hold so much power, even in absence? “What is it about her that makes everyone bend?” I whispered to the empty room, my voice brittle with fury. “Why won’t she ju

Alaina “That's not the answer I was expecting,” Adrian said coldly. His hand suddenly shot forward, rough fingertips gripping my chin with surprising firmness. I froze, breath hitching as his piercing eyes locked onto mine. There was an edge in his stare, one that made my instincts scream. Fear tangled in my chest like vines, but I held his gaze. “Whatever it is you're scheming,” he murmured, leaning in, his voice low and almost predatory, “if you’re here with some hidden agenda, it won’t work. Do you want to know why?” His breath was warm against my skin. “Because I can read your body language like a book.” His words sent a shiver down my spine. I jerked back, instinct taking over, and pushed him away with trembling hands. “I didn’t ask for any of this,” I said, voice steady despite the tremble in my heart. “You’re the one who dragged me into this mess. Not the other way around.

Alaina"I—I'm sorry," the girl stammered, eyes widening as she clasped her hands nervously. “I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just… you look like someone who descended from the moon itself. You’re absolutely stunning.”I blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected compliment. For a moment, her sincerity hung between us, dissolving the tension and awkwardness that had clung to my skin like a second layer.A soft laugh escaped my lips. “You nearly gave me a heart attack,” I admitted, brushing a hand through my hair in an attempt to calm my nerves. “You might’ve gone a little overboard with the compliment, but I’ll take it.”I extended my hand to her with a warm smile. “I’m Alaina.”She shook her head with a grin as she took my hand. “Not overboard at all. You really are breathtaking. I’m Grace.”“Well, Grace, it’s really nice to meet you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. There was something easy about her presence, someth

AlainaTrying to sync with Adrian Martinez was like trying to catch smoke with bare hands. Every time I thought I understood him, he slipped through my grasp, his mood shifting like shadows under moonlight. One minute, he seemed open to cooperation, the next, cold and unreadable. But I was done second-guessing his intentions. Whatever his true motives were, I had one of my own: to see this pack stand tall again.Today marked the long-awaited Pack Games, an annual spectacle held in the Grand Meadow. It was still early, the sun barely brushing the horizon yet sleep had already slipped through my fingers.I rose with the dawn, my body alive with a strange blend of anticipation and anxiety. After washing up, I moved to the small trunk by my bedside and retrieved the outfit I had carefully selected the night before. I didn’t want to stand out too much, but I couldn’t blend in either. Baggy cream pants paired with a soft, fitted shirt gave me just the right bala