Semua Bab An Alpha Bound By The Moon: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The air was crisp with the promise of spring, sunlight dancing through the swaying eucalyptus trees that framed the Moon Swept Pack lands. Birds chirped in melodic harmony as the town stirred to life, unaware that today would be one of celebration and tradition.In the heart of the Alpha estate, Jason stood before the mirror, adjusting his shirt collar, a rare nervous energy pulsing through him. Behind him, Aurora was smoothing the front of her soft cream blouse, the beginnings of a bump barely noticeable beneath the fabric, but to him, it might as well have been glowing.“You sure you’re ready for this?” Jason asked, turning to face her, eyes alight with pride.Aurora smiled and reached for his hand. “I’m ready. The question is... are you?”Jason chuckled, threading his fingers through hers. “I’ve never been more certain about anything.”They stepped outside, meeting Nathan and Mia at the path

The days had settled into a rhythm of quiet joy. With news of bothLuna and Beta’s pregnancies spreading through the pack, and the air in town felt lighter and warmer. Children wove between homes with laughter trailing behind them, and a subtle, shared optimism began to take root.But not everything felt right.Jason couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched.It wasn’t constant, just fleeting moments when he caught movement in the shadows or noticed someone’s eyes drop too quickly when he looked their way. At first, he’d chalked it up to lingering paranoia from the last rogue battle. But then it happened again. And again. Enough times that he finally spoke up.“Something’s wrong,” Jason murmured through the mind link one evening as he stood on the Alpha house veranda, arms folded, eyes scanning the tree line. “You feel it too?”Nathan’s reply came quickly. “Yeah. It&rs

The buzz of new life had only grown louder within the Moon Swept Pack. The new kindy had officially opened earlier in the week, marked by laughter, bouncing pups, and grateful parents. Bright murals covered the interior walls hand hand-painted by local artists, and the scent of freshly carved timber still lingered in the halls.With the addition of this kindy to the existing two, the pack could now care for up to 350 pups at once a vital expansion considering how many little ones had arrived or were soon to come.Jason had spoken at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, holding Aurora’s hand the entire time. His speech was short but meaningful, focusing on the rebirth of the pack, the importance of community, and the future being built for the next generation.But behind his steady words and proud gaze, something still gnawed at him.Across the territory, beneath the cover of darkness, a patrol was moving through the southern tree line. The trio of warriors

The Pack Hall was quiet, too quiet for Nathan’s liking.He stood once again in the small interrogation room, arms crossed, gaze steady on the subdued young wolf tied to the chair. His earlier defiance had crumbled, replaced by exhaustion and shame. The room smelled of sweat and fear, but Nathan didn’t flinch. He’d been trained to spot the break in a man, and this one had cracked wide open.“You’re going to give me names,” Nathan said, voice low but firm. “Everyone who’s been in meetings with Vincent. Everyone who was approached. Everyone who said yes.”The young male licked his dry lips. “There’s… there’s more than a few. Some were told they’d get a rank. Land. Others were promised mates, status like it was the old days again.”Nathan’s jaw tightened. “Names.”He rattled them off. A dozen. Some Nathan recognized from border patrol. A few fro

The morning sun rose gently over the Moon Swept Pack lands, casting long golden beams across the rooftops and warming the dew-kissed grass. A hush of anticipation hung in the air, and yet within the heart of the pack, joy was already blooming.Inside the birthing wing of the newly expanded hospital, soft cries echoed gently through the halls, not of pain or fear, but of brand-new life.Jason stood frozen for a heartbeat, eyes wide and chest heaving as he watched the healer gently swaddle the wriggling, red-faced bundle in soft white cloth. His hand trembled as he reached out, brushing his son’s tiny, perfect fingers.Aurora, pale but glowing with sweat and pride, looked up from the bed with tired eyes and a soft smile. “He’s got your eyes,” she whispered.Jason blinked against the sting of tears and leaned in, pressing a kiss to her temple. “And your spirit. I can already feel it.”As the healer placed the child