All Chapters of THE ALPHA FIERCE LUNA: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KAEL’S POV By the time dawn broke over Black Ash, Markus had returned. His posture was rigid, his eyes bloodshot from a night without rest. But I didn’t need to ask where he had been—because I already knew. Alina. The word echoed through my thoughts like a threat and a promise. The Moonlight Pack’s bloodline is tangled now with ours. The goddess may have bound them, but the council, Ronan, and every wolf with eyes would see only disaster. From the very beginning, we’ve clashed with that pack, but to have his hand in my mate’s disappearance is beyond sickening. And hiding Nyra? That’s treason of the highest order. But I won’t strike, not yet. My vengeance can wait. For now, every ounce of my focus belongs to my mate and the induction. Markus stood before me in my office, silent, jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding. “You should have told me,” I said finally. My voice was calm, but the storm underneath made my wolf’s growl vibrate through the room. His g

Kael’s POV The Black Ash Packhouse had never worn this much gold. Crystal chandeliers bathed the hall in molten light, the air thick with polished perfume, roasted venison, and the raw energy of wolves gathered in one place. Banners of silver and black hung proudly from the high beams, yet I could feel the weight of judgment pressing heavier than any decoration. This wasn’t just a celebration. It was a display. A test. Our Luna was to be revealed tonight, and every guest was waiting to see if Serena deserved the title. I stood near the grand staircase, my wolf pacing inside me. Marcus flanked me, stiff in his dark jacket, shoulders tense as steel. My Beta was always calm, measured, tonight, though his silence spoke louder than words. His wolf was restless, aching for something he couldn’t yet claim. “Keep your composure,” I murmured under my breath, low enough only he could hear. His jaw flexed, but he dipped his chin in acknowledgment. The first arrivals began to pour in. Neig

Serena’s POV The ball had unfolded into a blur of colors and voices, laughter mingling with the deep hum of pack songs. The music was rich and heavy, the kind that encouraged wolves to dance, to celebrate, to drink until their cheeks flushed with heat. I stood by Kael’s side, my hand loosely entwined with his as we moved from one conversation to another. Alphas and their Lunas came to greet us, their words coated with honey and diplomacy, though I could sense the unease beneath their smiles. Some admired openly, their eyes bright as they took in my aura. Others were stiff, guarded, their wolves wary. Still, I met them all with a steady gaze, my chin lifted, my voice controlled but firm. Every word I spoke was deliberate. Every gesture said; I am not the weak she-wolf you once dismissed. Kael’s hand brushed my lower back from time to time. It was a grounding touch, but also a claim. He was proud, and I could feel it radiating through the bond. Yet even as we conversed with others,

Serena povThe morning light slipped past the tall curtains, spilling warmth across the stone walls of my chamber. My body ached from the weight of last night's ball, the rituals, the endless stares. For the first time in weeks, no visions clawed at the edges of my mind. There was only silence, broken by the rumble of my empty stomach.I pushed away the heavy covers and slipped into a simple dress. Luna now, yes, but I still preferred clothes that allowed me to breathe. Kael was already gone, likely buried in council discussions and war plans. That suited me fine. I needed space, room to think, to breathe, to exist outside of the crown I had been forced to wear.The scent of roasted meat and fresh bread drew me down the corridor toward the dining hall. My mind was still replaying the whispers of last night, wolves admiring me, fearing me, bowing their heads as if I had always belonged. For once, I had stood tall. For once, I had commanded the room.I pushed open the door, expecting th

Serena pov The night air was thick, heavy with something I couldn’t quite name. My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, her hackles raised though the room around me was silent. I gripped the window frame, staring into the black stretch of forest that bordered the pack’s land. The bond pulsed, sharp, angry, relentless. Kael. His emotions crashed into me like a tidal wave; fury, bloodlust, the primal roar of an Alpha pushed to his limits. I staggered back, clutching at my chest as the mate bond seared hot through my veins. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. His rage wasn’t my own, but it was so strong I almost drowned in it. What happened? My wolf growled. Why does he rage like this? “What’s going on,” I mindlink him, but no response I pressed my palms to my temples, steadying myself. I didn’t need to ask. Deep in my gut, I already knew Ronan. His shadow had haunted me too long not to recognize the stench of his presence when it seeped through the bond. The door creaked open,