All Chapters of Torn Between Two Moons: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Kaiden's POV As the howl tore through the night my instinct leaped through my veins like wildfire. My instincts responded before my mind could follow--protecting Akira with my body, and drawing my sword, and sharpening my senses. She was breathing too fast... too fast. The connection caused her to be afraid of a second heartbeat vibrating through me. Breathe, I said, and turned not. "I've got you." Her hand was clenched at the back of my shirt--a thing she did not even likely know she did. But I felt it. Felt everything now. The brand that bound us was barely visible on her body--my curse now cut in her flesh. Something within me twisted every time I saw it. Gratitude. Horror. Love I wasn't allowed to name. Not now. Not in the time when the world was willing to rip her apart. The howl was repeated--nearer this time. They were coming. Shadow-wolves, the favourite hounds of Erevan. When they got a scent they did not stop till blood was drawn. And this very moment they wanted h

Akira's POV The sunrise came through the broken windows of the palace and cast broken lines over the marble floor. The dust was filling the air, and it was combined with the faint smell of smoke and burnt wood. I stepped forward very slowly, touching the cold walls with my hands as though they were guiding me, or comforting me. Kaiden stood next to me, not saying anything, but his presence was reassuring and overwhelming. His amber eyes swept all corners, on the alert of danger that might not have been driven out. The connection was a gentle throb between us, a beat of the heart that made me feel that I was not alone, but the burden of our recent fight still weighed so heavily in my bosom. We must know who sent them, Kaiden thought, murmuring, nearly growling, at last. These shadows... they did not happen by chance. Somebody wants us separated, crippled. I agreed, and the lump in my throat was swallowed. Do you suppose it is... an inside person? I stammered; the thought of betray

Akira's POV The war room was colder than normal and the torches flickered as though they were feeling the tension which was in the air. All gazed at us and Kaiden laid the parchment down on the table. The elders, the generals, the scouts came still nearer, and read the words which had already come to haunt me. Your queen is in shadows that you cannot see. It was more than a threat. It was a memory of the secret I had had ever since the night of the eclipse--the slight smattering of darkness which had found its way into my soul when the Blood Moon touched me. I had imagined I had trapped it, gagged it. But whoever was the dispatcher of that message... they knew. "What does it mean?" one of the elders questioned, with an accusatory tone. His gaze was cut short by a glare of Kaiden. It is an attempt to spread suspicion in this pack, he said. It was low, and menacing, the voice of a king about to make war. "And they will regret it." But I was aware of the discomfort which was incr

Akira's POV I awoke to the coldness of silk sheets lying against my flesh, my lungs sucking in shallow and uneven breaths. A moment there was silence-- too much silence. No whispers. No tremors beneath my ribs. No blood-thirsty clawing along my veins. Just... silence. But it wasn't comforting. It was as though it were the stillness of a storm. There were steps in the door. I did not have to raise my head to know who it was. Kaiden stepped, with an air of tension that I could almost feel in the atmosphere--keen, impatient, protective, almost to the breaking. "You're awake." His voice was less rough than I thought, although it was strained at the edges. I got up, feeling sick at the same time a feeling of dizziness overwhelmed me. "How long was I out?" "Three hours." He drew nearer his brows pulled in. "You collapsed in the garden. Your pulse--Akira, it paused a few seconds. I froze. Stopped? Like I wasn't even alive? I forced the thought away. "The moon triggered it again.

Kaidën’s POV The ground felt icy beneath my boots. The Oracle’s words hung heavy around me, like a shroud: send her to the Shadow Vale, the only place the Blood Moon can’t reach, or keep the bond and watch it devour her. It should’ve been a straightforward choice—command, decide, do what’s right for the pack. But Akira wasn’t just part of the pack for me. She was my whole world. The idea of her stepping into that valley—into a place whispered about in fearful tales and quiet prayers—made my teeth grind. Just picturing her there, out of my reach, was a pain I couldn’t name without feeling like I might collapse. “You can’t send her alone,” I said, my voice cracking despite my efforts. The Oracle’s chamber felt like it was closing in on me; the shadows seemed to lean in. Lyrien stood next to me, his face an unreadable mask, while Akira trembled at the center of the circle like a scared animal. The Oracle's white-eyed gaze didn’t waver. “The Vale cuts all ties—bonds, titles, blood—e