Semua Bab Shadowed Heir: A Luna's Rebellion: Bab 11 - Bab 17

Mira's journey through the wild had been both exhausting and liberating. For three days, she had pressed deeper into unfamiliar territory, following the winding path of a silver stream that cut through the dense forest. Each step took her farther from the only world she'd ever known but also closer to something she couldn't yet name—hope, perhaps, or simply the desperate need to survive.Her wolf form had carried her through the nights, silent and swift, while her human shape allowed her to rest during the day in hidden groves. She lived off berries and stream water, her heightened senses guiding her away from dangerous predators. The pregnancy made her cautious—she couldn't afford to take risks, not when she carried Lucian's child.On the third evening, as dusk painted the sky in violet and gold, exhaustion finally caught up with her. Her legs trembled with each step, and the constant nausea had left her weak and dizzy. She stumbled, catching herself against an ancient oak, her breat

The autumn wind carried dying leaves through the sacred grove as Lucian knelt before the ancient altar. He had come here every night for a week, seeking clarity through the maze of his failures. The cold stone beneath his knees had become familiar, a constant reminder of the penance he felt he deserved."You cannot find peace through punishment alone, young Alpha."Elder Moira stepped from the shadows between the standing stones, her weathered face serene in moonlight. She was the oldest of the council, ancient even by werewolf standards, her knowledge of the old ways deeper than any living wolf."Elder Moira." Lucian rose respectfully, though his body protested the movement after hours of kneeling."I have watched you torture yourself with guilt when you should be acting," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of centuries. "Tell me, when the Luna's power awakened, what did you feel?"The question brought back memories that still made his pulse race. "Everything. Power beyon

The evening fire crackled softly as Mira sat beside Rowan, both of them watching the flames dance in comfortable silence. The constant nausea of early pregnancy had finally begun to ease, and she'd grown to appreciate these quiet moments of peace."You've found your place here," Rowan observed, his silver eyes studying her profile."More than I expected," Mira admitted, her hand resting unconsciously on her still-flat stomach. "Your pack has been kind to me when they had every reason to turn me away.""You've given us something in return," Rowan said quietly. "Hope. A sense of purpose we didn't know we were missing." He paused, seeming to weigh his words carefully. "Mira, I have something to ask you."She turned to face him, sensing the gravity in his tone."Stay," he said simply. "Not just as a member of the pack, but as my Luna. Let me claim you and your child. Give us both the future we deserve."Mira's breath caught. She had expected many things from this conversation, but not thi

The power that had surged through Mira suddenly ebbed like a retreating tide, leaving her swaying on her feet. She had felt this energy before—that night with Lucian when something had awakened within her—but never like this, never so raw and uncontrolled. The clearing spun around her, faces blurring together as exhaustion crashed over her like a physical blow. She had pushed too hard, let her emotions drive the power beyond what her pregnant body could handle."I can't—" she gasped, then darkness claimed her."Mira!" Lucian's voice cut through the sudden chaos as she collapsed.He lunged forward, catching her before she could hit the ground, his arms cradling her unconscious form against his chest. Through their bond, he felt the echo of her exhaustion, the way the uncontrolled power surge had drained her completely."What happened to her?" Rowan demanded, rushing to their side, his protective instincts overriding everything else."She lost control," Lucian said, his voice tight with