Alle Kapitel von MOONBOUND: RECLAIMING MY ALPHA MATE AND POWER : Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

The sun over Cold Valley was golden and lazy, but in Mr. Fisher’s home, it felt like time was moving too fast.At one of the table in the diner, Alison, with her laptop open and documents scattered everywhere, was applying to universities. Her friends kira and Sara sat beside her, filling forms and comparing essays. Their excited chatter filled the room.“Emerald Coast University just replied!” Sara squealed, her eyes glowing. “They’re reviewing everything!”Alison smiled. “That’s amazing!”“You’re applying too, right?” Kira asked, her legs tucked beneath her on the chair. “Don’t even think of ditching us.”Alison nodded. “Of course I’m coming. The city… it’s going to be a new chapter for all of us. And it has been our dream for a long time to study at the same university”Behind them, Mr. Fisher stood quietly at the counter, a towel in his hand, watching them. The joy in his daughter’s voice made him smile, but the thought of her leaving tugged heavily at his chest.“My little girl,”

Damian stood tall in his wolf form, Lexus, white fur streaked with blood, his golden eyes burning bright in the shadows of the forest. Around him, a circle of rogue wolves and bears snarled, advancing slowly.He lunged first powerful, precise.His claws slashed across the chest of a rogue wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Another rogue charged from the left but Lexus dodged, spun mid-air, and bit deep into its neck.One by one, they fell. Growls, bones snapping, fur flying. But they just kept coming.“You don't quit do you, come on!” Lexus roaredHis breathing grew ragged, movements slower. Cuts opened on his flanks. Blood stained his fur. Still, he didn’t stop. Couldn’t. He had to get back to her.A massive bear leapt at him, Lexus tackled it head-on, both crashing into a bush. The bear howled. Damian ripped its throat open and stumbled back, panting.Then a sudden silence. He shifted back to human, sweat and blood dripping, his bare chest rising and falling with strain.From behi

Betha sat quietly in Damian’s room, her gaze fixed on his pale, unconscious face as he lay motionless on the bed. The room was quiet, save for the gentle ticking of the wall clock and the soft rustling of curtains dancing with the morning breeze.She leaned forward, her fingers grazing the edge of the mattress as a sly smirk curved her lips.“I worked too hard for this, for my plan to be successful. You thought by running away that I couldn't find you?.” she whispered coldly.“Since I was a little girl, I’ve dreamed of wearing that Luna crown. Of standing beside the most powerful Alpha, and no one, I mean no one, will ruin this for me. Not you my dear prince and certainly not your little human girlfriend.”Her jaw clenched.“When you wake up, you won’t even remember her name. Just like she’s vanished from this world, she’ll vanish from your mind. And then you will marry me and I will become the Luna Queen of Arvendale. Wether you like me or not my dear prince, you will be mine and I w

Damian's POVDarkness clawed at his consciousness, dragging him into a place that felt neither alive nor dead.He floated.Whispers swirled around him. A faint, melodic laughter echoed—soft, innocent, and full of life. A girl… laughing. He tried to see her face, but everything was a blur. Colors bled into one another like a smeared painting—there was a stream, crystal blue and serene. Then… a sharp turn—he heard fighting, chaos erupting in the distance, voices shouting, the clang of magic and metal… but the faces were hidden. Like ghosts behind frosted glass. The name moonlight echoed in his mind."Betha…" he whispered into the void.There was warmth.Light.His eyes fluttered open.A pair of forest-green eyes stared at him intently. Betha was seated beside him, her hands clutching his. Her breath caught as his gaze found hers.“Damian,” she whispered, relief flooding her voice. “You’re awake.”He blinked, slowly adjusting to the room—the scent of disinfectant, the white walls, the so

Back in the royal palace in Arvendale….The wind blew gently across the balcony of the royal chambers, brushing against Damian’s dark curls as he stood still, lost in a whirlpool of thoughts. His golden eyes stared ahead at the mountains, yet they saw none of it. His mind was elsewhere, drawn to the mysterious dreams that had plagued his nights since he woke up.A girl.Always by the stream.Her laughter echoed like wind chimes in his ears. Gentle, carefree. Yet her face remained veiled in light, her voice muted like whispers caught between worlds. In another vision, he was at a lake, sitting on a bench beside her, her hand in his, though he could never grasp her features. Only warmth. Only peace. Only familiarity that clawed at his soul.He exhaled sharply.“Why can't I remember anything…” he muttered, frustration deepening the furrow between his brows.Arms suddenly slid around his waist, warm and tight. The scent of roses and something sweet manufactured wrapped around him.“Damian