All Chapters of The Outcast Luna Becomes The Lycan Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

For three relentless months, I'd braced myself for the day I would marry Mark Wilder, the formidable Alpha of the Starlight Pack.I never imagined the ceremony could look so enchanting, especially when the marriage itself felt like a cage; my father had traded my future for an alliance.Whatever fragile hope I carried was shattered the instant we stepped into the bridal chamber. Mark slammed me against the wall, his broad palm flattening against my collarbone as his fingers clamped around my chin, forcing my face up to his.My knees wobbled, useless and weak, while I stared into the storm of his dark‑blue eyes. The emotion swirling there was winter‑cold. No tenderness, only contempt. His upper lip curled in a predator's half‑smile, but the cruelty in his gaze never thawed.He savored my panic, drinking in every rasping breath as though I were a fish flopping on dry land, struggling for its final taste of life."W-Why are you hurting me? If you want to touch me... please, be gentle..."

Living in the Pack House feels more like living locked in a prison than settling into a home.It's been nearly a week since I married Alpha Mark, and I haven't seen him once.The only proof of his existence comes from the maids who regularly clean my room. They say he's been away without telling anyone where or for what reason.Honestly? I don't care if he never comes back. I feel more at peace in his absence.The only thing that truly torments me is the command he gave me the night of our wedding: Do not leave this room unless I say so.So here I remain, trapped, a prisoner in silk sheets.But even in this gilded cage, I find moments of escape. The window becomes my solace, offering me a glimpse of a world I'm forbidden to touch.And the two young maids who come in to tidy up have become the only source of comfort in this cold, unfamiliar place. They speak freely when they think I'm asleep, gossiping about the pack and its secrets. Their voices are the only reminders that life still

North District, inside the King's castle.I sat lazily on the throne, my chin resting in my palm as Rowan, my ever-loyal assistant, reported about the highlights of the Moon Festival.He delivered a thorough report on the activities the guests had been enjoying since the previous day. All the Alphas and other key figures had participated in various events organized by the elders; initiatives designed to foster alliances and uphold the kingdom's ancient peace. Traditions that had endured for thousands of years.But the moment he mentioned tomorrow night's so-called "peak event," my interest flatlined."The dinner will be held at the Silver Cliff Hotel. After dinner, there will be a friendly gathering for all guests, featuring entertainment, dancing, singing, and a variety of activities."I closed my eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. The more I looked at Rowan, the more I felt the overwhelming urge to send him straight to the afterlife.He continued to talk, his voice a persistent buzz i

He completely ignored the venom in my voice, acting like this was some harmless flirtation.'Heaven help me. Did he see through me? Did he know I was bluffing... that I couldn't actually fight him?' A tremor ran down my arms."Let go of me… or I'll scream!" I shouted, struggling, trying to shove against his solid frame.However, it felt like pushing against an unbreakable stone wall, unyielding and firm. My efforts were completely useless.He dragged me toward a more secluded area, shoving me behind a large tree. I pushed myself to twist, fight, and tried to dig in my heels, but every second, my strength seemed to drain away.Still, I refused to give in."Do you know who my husband is?" I hissed, desperation edging into my voice. "He's an Alpha! I've linked to him... he'll come for me. And when he finds you, he'll destroy you and your entire family!"I lied with everything I had, hoping to scare him into releasing me. The truth, of course, was bitter and cruel; I couldn't mind-link A

After yesterday's horrifying incident, I had no desire to leave this room, not until it was time to go home tomorrow. The trauma of nearly being assaulted by that deranged man, and the haunting memory of the black, massive beast that appeared afterward, still clung to me like a second skin.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get rid of it.Last night, sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned for hours, my mind trapped in a cycle of fear and questions. Eventually, I gave up and took some sleeping pills. Only then did the darkness finally swallow me into uneasy rest.When I woke around noon, it felt like my skull was about to split open. Every throb of pain pounded against my temples like a cruel reminder of yesterday. It was unbearable.The painkillers helped, at least for a little while. But a few hours ago, the headache came back with full force when my stupid brother, Liam, decided to ruin what little peace I had.He called me loud, aggressive, and entitled. He demanded I at