All Chapters of THE ALPHA FIERCE LUNA: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SERENA’S POV The pull of the full moon was unbearable. Every inch of my skin burned, my wolf clawing inside me, desperate and wild. The air itself seemed thick with hunger, my body trembling under the weight of heat I couldn’t control. And there was only one person who could stop it. Kael. I found him in our chamber, pacing like a caged predator, his shirt discarded, his golden eyes already glowing. The moment our eyes met, the bond between us snapped taut, like fire catching dry wood. “Serena…” His voice was guttural, torn between restraint and desire. “You’re burning.” I couldn’t answer. My body moved before thought, pressing myself against him, burying my face in the heat of his neck, inhaling his scent like oxygen. A broken sound escaped my lips. “Please, Kael. I need you.” He gripped my hips, claws threatening to pierce through his control. “I should be furious with you,” he growled into my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ve been hiding things from me. Keeping s

SERENA’S POV The morning sun spilled through the curtains, painting streaks of gold across the stone walls, yet the warmth could not chase away the chill that lingered in my bones. I jolted awake, my heart racing like a wild animal trapped in my chest. Fragments of last night's vision clawed at me like restless shadows, refusing to let me shake off the feeling of unease. I lay there, frozen, as the images replayed in my mind like a macabre dance.The witch’s laugh, shrill and echoing, the sight of a blood moon, and her whisper promising, “Your blood will unbind me.” I pressed my hand against my chest as if to silence the echo. Kael’s arm was draped over me, heavy with warmth, his steady breathing proof that the world was still safe for now. But as my eyes traced his sleeping face, I knew safety was an illusion. He stirred, as if my unease had tugged him from sleep. His amber eyes opened slowly, locking onto me. “You dreamt of her again,” he said, voice gravelly with sleep yet edge

SERENA’S POV The path to Ridgewood was long and unforgiving, winding through jagged cliffs and dense forests where the sun rarely broke through the canopy. Every step away from Black Ash felt like stepping into the unknown, and though Kael walked ahead with a warrior’s stride, his hand never left mine. His warmth anchored me, reminding me I wasn’t alone. The whispers had followed me since the library, faint as a breath against my ear. Unbind me. They rose and fell with the rhythm of my heartbeat, a constant reminder that Freya’s presence lingered close. Kael’s wolf sensed it too. His shoulders were taut, his eyes constantly scanning the shadows, as if expecting her to step out of the trees at any moment. We weren’t alone. A small group of Black Ash warriors escorted us, their eyes sharp, their scents tinged with unease. The Ridgewood clan was ancient, older than most packs, and rarely opened its gates to outsiders. To seek their elder was not only a journey across terrain, but acr

SERENA’S POV “Do you know where my parents are from?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, the question tumbling out before I could catch it, as a mix of curiosity and longing swirled inside me. The air was heavy with the scent of sandalwood and smoke, and the clicking candles cast eerie silhouettes on the wall. Elder Thalos’s eyes, like two ancient stones worn smooth by time, regarded me with a deep, knowing gaze. “You wish to know where you come from,” he said at last, his voice carrying the weight of centuries. “Then you must be prepared to hear the truth.” My breath caught. Kael’s hand tightened around mine, grounding me as the elder’s words unfolded like the opening of a forbidden book. “Your parents did not belong to just any clan, Serena. They came from the Obsidian Fang Clan, one of the oldest, most powerful bloodlines ever to walk these lands.” The name rolled off his tongue like a curse. My wolf stirred, restless, as though it recognized something buried deep wi

SERENA POV “How do we stop her from pulling on Serena?” Kael’s voice cracked the hall like a thrown spear. “Tell me what to do, Thalos.” "You must be weary from your journey. My guards have prepared a room for you to rest in, and I have arranged for the rest of your guards. Tomorrow, we will proceed with the rituals. I've dispatched my men to gather the necessary items. Take your rest now; by dusk tomorrow, we will begin." Elder Thalos said, raising his hand to ask one of his guards to show us to our room, ignoring Kael's questions. As we walked down the hallway, the floorboards creaked beneath our feet, leading us to our room. The cozy space was warm and inviting, with a fireplace that seemed to be waiting for a spark. Fresh wood lay ready, and I lit it with a flick of my power, watching as the flames danced to life. Kael's eyes met mine, filled with curiosity and wariness. The room was spotless, with every detail attended to. I sat on the bed, and Kael began to survey the sp