All Chapters of Luna To Alpha Ace: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The familiar scent of pine and earth hit me as soon as we crossed into pack territory. Home. After everything we'd been through, everything we'd survived, we were finally home. My body sagged with relief I didn't know I'd been holding. "You okay?" Ace asked, his hand finding mine across the center console. "Better than okay." I squeezed his fingers. "We're home." "We are." But I could hear the exhaustion in his voice. The weight of what he'd had to do back at the Gathering Grounds was still pressing on his shoulders. The image of James's blood-red eyes would probably haunt us both for a long time. The pack house came into view, warm light spilling from every window. People were gathered on the front steps, and my heart clenched when I recognized the familiar faces. "Is that...?" "Eva and Mom," Ace confirmed, a real smile crossing his face for the first time in days. The car had barely stopped before Eva was yanking open my door. Her dark hair whipped around her fac

My feet were screaming, my back ached, and I had paint under my fingernails. But as I stood in the doorway of the great hall, exhaustion was the furthest thing from my mind. It was perfect. "Holy shit," Eva breathed beside me. "Lily, this is..." "Magical," finished Jessica, her voice filled with awe. The transformation was complete. What had been a dusty, forgotten space four days ago was now something out of a fairy tale. Thousands of white roses cascaded from the ancient stone archways. Crystal chandeliers sparkled like captured starlight. Candles flickered in every alcove, casting dancing shadows across the polished marble floors. But it wasn't just beautiful. It was *meaningful*. Every detail told the story of our pack, our love, our journey to this moment. "The tapestries are perfect," I murmured, looking at the hand-woven banners that chronicled the pack's history. Eva had found them in storage and spent two days restoring them. "And the altar." Jessica pointed to

The moment our bedroom door closed behind us, the weight of the day finally hit me. We'd done it. We were married. Ace was officially king, and I was his queen. "Come here," Ace said softly, opening his arms. I practically melted into his embrace, my face pressed against his chest as his arms wrapped around me completely. The familiar scent of him -pine and warmth and something uniquely Ace – surrounded me like a cocoon. "Thank you," he whispered into my hair. "Thank you for making today the most perfect day of my entire life." "It was perfect, wasn't it?" "Beyond perfect. The ceremony, the hall, the surprise wedding..." His voice broke slightly. "You gave me everything I never knew I wanted." I pulled back to look at his face, seeing the emotion shining in his eyes. "You deserved it all. You deserve the world." "I already have my world. She's right here in my arms." My heart fluttered at his words. Even after everything we'd been through, he still had the power to mak

The pack house felt different without Lena and Aria's laughter echoing through the halls. Two days had passed since Marcus drove them back home, and I was still finding myself listening for Aria's tiny footsteps or expecting to see Lena curled up on the couch with her morning coffee. "You miss them," Eva had said yesterday, finding me staring out the window toward the driveway. I did miss them. But there was something else too—something I couldn't quite put my finger on. The coronation had brought a new energy to the pack. Everyone seemed lighter somehow, more hopeful. I'd catch pack members smiling at me as I walked through the house, their eyes bright with excitement about the future. But for the past two days, I'd felt anything but light. I rolled over in bed, pulling Ace's pillow closer to my chest. His scent still lingered on the fabric—pine and warmth and safety. He'd left early this morning to visit the neighboring packs, checking in with the alphas to ensure the t

My reflection stared back at me from the bathroom mirror, and for the first time in days, I looked alive. The blue dress I'd chosen hugged my curves perfectly—still no sign of the life growing inside me, but I'd picked it because Ace always said this shade brought out my eyes. My hair fell in soft waves over my shoulders, and I'd applied just enough makeup to hide the exhaustion that had been my constant companion. But it was the perfume that was crucial. I sprayed another generous amount of the vanilla and jasmine scent across my neck and wrists. The bottle was nearly empty now—I'd been dousing myself in it for the past two days, desperate to mask any changes in my natural scent that might give away my secret before I was ready. Today was the day. Ace would be home any minute, and tonight, everything would change. I'd spent the morning transforming our bedroom into something special. Candles flickered on every surface, casting dancing shadows across the walls. Fresh white