All Chapters of THE ALPHA FIERCE LUNA: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Close your eyes.” I crossed my arms. “What is this, some kind of meditation trick?” Lucian’s gaze hardened. “Close them, or I’ll close them for you.” Growling under my breath, I obeyed. “Now breathe,” he said. “Slow. Even. Feel the air in your lungs. Hold it. Release it. Again.” It sounded ridiculous. I was the girl who’d burned soldiers alive, who was whispered about as cursed. And here I was, sitting in the dirt, breathing like a child learning patience. But as I drew in the air, something shifted. Beneath my skin, the wild storm stirred, restless, hungry. The more I focused on each breath, the more I felt it pushing back, testing the walls I was trying to build around it. My hands trembled, faint sparks lighting my fingertips.“Good,” Lucian murmured, close enough that his presence grounded me. “Don’t fight it. Let it rise, but keep it in your grasp. Like holding a blade by the hilt instead of the edge.” I clenched my fists tighter. The heat threatened to spill over, to swa

KAEL’S POVThe bond was tearing me apart. Every day felt like hell without her besides. Every search report comes back void. Every step I took, every breath I drew, I felt the hollow ache of her distance. Serena’s presence tugged at my soul like a fraying thread, pulling me toward her even as the void grew wider. My wolf clawed inside me, restless, snarling to run into the forest I shit into my wolf dashing into the forest, it been long I shifted, I climb into the mountains over seeing the ground, I have been searching day and night every trace lead of a dead end, frustrated my wolf howl into the distance, I have to go back to my pack I have been out for long, I promise myself I will surely find her, even if it the last thing I do. I will bring her back.I got to my pack heading to my office to do some paperwork, and one of my guards approached me. “The council is requesting your presence in the meeting room.” He said timidly. I waved him off. The beast in me had no patience for pol

The firelight flickered low in the small clearing, shadows dancing across Lucian’s sharp features. He sat opposite me, cloak draped over his shoulders, his crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dark like embers refusing to die out. For hours, he had driven me through merciless drills, and yet it wasn’t my aching body that kept me restless, it was the question clawing at me. Finally, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Who are you?” Lucian didn’t move at first. His hand stirred the embers with a branch, sparks rising into the night. The silence stretched until it felt like the trees themselves leaned in to hear his answer. “You already know what I am,” he said at last, his voice quiet, even. “A rogue. A man with too many ghosts.” “That’s not an answer,” I pressed. My voice was stronger than I felt. “You train me, push me to the edge, but you hide everything. Why? Why help me at all? You could’ve left me to die.” His eyes lifted from the fire and locked onto mine. For the first time, I

Serena’s POV The deeper we walked into the forest, the more the air changed. The night sounds, the rustling of leaves, the distant calls of owls fell silent, swallowed by something heavier. The ground beneath my bare feet was damp, spongy, as though the earth itself was holding its breath. Lucian moved ahead with unhurried steps, his dark cloak trailing behind him like liquid shadow. He hadn’t spoken since we left the clearing, and the silence pressed down on me until it felt like a weight on my chest. Finally, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Where are you taking me?” His crimson gaze flicked back at me, sharp and unreadable. “To a place older than kings. If you survive it, you’ll come out stronger. If you don’t…” He didn’t finish, just turned away, and kept walking. A chill spread through me, but my wolf stirred, restless and alert. Somehow, I knew Lucian wasn’t exaggerating. Whatever lay ahead wasn’t just another lesson. We broke through a wall of dense undergrowth into a clea

The forest stretched endlessly, a labyrinth of whispering trees and silver mist. I’d grown used to its shadows, to the hum of the Hollow’s runes beneath my skin. But when I told Lucian I wanted to see where he came from, he studied me for a long moment, as if weighing my heart on some invisible scale. “Follow me,” he said at last. The path wound deeper than I thought possible, past ridges veined with crystal and streams that glowed faintly under moonlight. Hours passed, yet Lucian’s stride never faltered. His cloak of shadows seemed to guide him, parting the night around us. Finally, the forest broke. Before me lay a hidden valley, tucked beneath jagged cliffs and draped in soft mist. Homes carved from stone and wood dotted the landscape, their windows glowing warmly. Lanterns hung from branches, casting gold light that reflected off silver streams weaving through the ground. I froze, breath caught in my chest. It was… beautiful. “This is my sanctuary,” Lucian said quietly. “The