All Chapters of THE ALPHA FIERCE LUNA: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SERENA’S POVWhen Kael walked me back from the training grounds, the stars had scattered themselves across the night sky like spilled silver. My body still hummed from the fire, the strain of holding it back leaving my limbs heavy, but my heart was steadier than it had been in days.The pack house glowed softly ahead, lanterns flickering in the windows. It was late, but life in Black Ash rarely slept. Laughter spilled faintly from the dining hall, the kind that only came from women gathered together with food and stories.“I should check in,” I told Kael, brushing my fingers against his hand. “It’s been too long since I joined them.”His gaze softened, though his brow creased like he wanted to protest. Then he nodded. “Don’t stay too long. I’ll wait in our chambers.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead, lingering just enough to anchor me, before disappearing down the hall.I followed the sound of voices, and soon found Alina seated with three of the pack women around a long wooden table.

SERENA’S POV The fire was everywhere. At first, I thought it was only a dream. The kind you can shake yourself from if you just fight hard enough. But the heat was too real, the ash too thick in the air. My lungs burned as if I were truly there, trapped in a world consumed by flames. The battlefield stretched endlessly around me, wolves I recognized from our pack, their bodies torn and blackened, lifeless eyes staring up at a ruined sky. The ground cracked beneath my feet, glowing red with molten fire. And then I saw him. Kael. He was on his knees in the center of the chaos, his chest heaving, his sword stained with blood. His wolf’s strength flared around him in a halo, but even from where I stood, I could feel it waning, his power flickering like a candle against the storm. His shoulders sagged, and blood poured from a wound across his ribs. “No,” I whispered, stumbling toward him, my throat raw with smoke. “Kael get up!” But my body wouldn’t move as fast as I wanted. My fee

SERENA’S POV The forest was alive, curling like pale smoke between the trunks. My boots crunched softly against the leaf-strewn ground as I followed Kael deeper into the woods, Lucious a few steps ahead. The air was cool, damp, but beneath my skin heat simmered like restless embers, my power, awake before I was ready. Lucious stopped in a small clearing where the canopy broke, letting a shaft of sunlight spill down like a spotlight. He turned, his eyes steady, calm in a way that both comforted and unnerved me. “This place is far enough,” he said. “No one will wander here.” Kael stayed close at my side, his hand brushing mine, his wolf humming through the bond protective, watchful. I could feel the tension radiating off him like a taut bowstring. “You’re certain about this?” he asked, his gaze locked on Lucious, not me. Lucious inclined his head. “I’ve trained with her before. If she keeps holding it back, it will consume her.” His voice held no challenge, only fact. Kael’s jaw t

SERENA’S POV The forest smelled of ash before I even called the fire. My palms trembled, the memory of last night’s peace tugging at me like an anchor I was afraid to hold. I could still feel Kael’s arms around me, steady. That peace had felt like a lie, because here, in the clearing where the shadows swallowed the dawn, I wasn’t Serena the Luna. I was the girl haunted by a goddess’s hunger. Lucious’s voice cut through my hesitation. “Again.” The single word cracked like a whip. He stood across the clearing, arms folded, his silver eyes sharp but not cruel. His presence carried a stillness, like a blade balanced on its edge. I breathed in, then out. Sparks gathered at my fingertips, licking against my skin. For a heartbeat, I controlled it, until I didn’t. Fire erupted, searing the air, consuming the grass at my feet. I gasped, shoving it back, but it fought me, wild and hungry. “No—stop!” The flames coiled higher, licking dangerously close to Kael, who stood just behind me,

SERENA’S POV By the time I woke up and got out of bed, Kael was no longer beside me, I slept so peacefully and all my sore muscles had gone, I felt light, the sun was barely cresting over the treetops. The courtyard was alive with movement, guards returning from patrol, omegas carrying baskets, warriors sharpening blades on the grindstones. The sight didn’t fill me with dread for a very long time. I felt steadier in my skin, anchored, I woke up late and felt whole. Marcus and Kael were inside the council chamber, a scroll clutched in Markus' hand. His expression was grim, jaw tight, eyes flicking to Kael when I entered. A homing pigeon was tapping its beak at the window, Makus opened the window and took the message capsule tied at his foot. He opened the paper reading through it, “A message,” he said. His voice carried the weight of bad news. “From the eastern watch.” Kael took the note, unrolling it swiftly. I stepped closer, my eyes tracing the words over his shoulder. The scr