บททั้งหมดของ Moonmark: The Alpha's Celestial Mate : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The hunt was fierce. Twenty consorts scattered through the thick forest, and among them the outsider….Serena. Twenty-one women, weapons drawn, hearts pounding, every eye set on a single prize.The forest itself seemed alive. Shadows stretched long, branches tangled overhead, and every rustle in the undergrowth made blood quicken.Serena gripped her bow so tight her knuckles whitened. Every whisper of leaves had her arrow cocked and ready.“Come out, deer,” she hissed under her breath, eyes sharp.A sudden rustle , she loosed her arrow instinctively.“Watch where you aim, human!” a voice snarled.Lirvana stepped out of the shadows, sword gleaming.Serena groaned, rolling her eyes. “ Great, Just my luck.”Lirvana’s lip curled.“I thought you were a deer,” Serena said sweetly, lowering her bow. “Honestly, I’m not sorry. If the arrow grazed you, I’d have been satisfied.”Lirvana’s growl rumbled low but she turned away. She had no time for Serena’s games. Not when victory and the King were

The arena was silent. Only the whispers of five remaining consorts could be heard as they stood at their stations, each before a gleaming pot.Four of them stood tense, staring at the pot, unsure of what to do or what would be right. They whispered to themselves, calculating which ingredient to put in first. Well…four only, because Serena had already begun cooking as if she were back in her own world.She dropped the cut meat into the pot and crushed the starshard salt over it. For a moment, she frowned.“Why are there no seasoning cubes or thyme? This stew is going to be tasteless.” The thought made her lips twitch, but then she clenched her jaw. Winning was her only ticket out of Selvayra. The King would grant her wish, and she would vanish from their faces without birthing any stupid pup. So yes….she would cook with what was given and make it damn good.Her hands moved with focus, shutting out the other consorts who were finally starting with their own methods.Time was already

Footsteps rang through the forest , loud and determined to escape from whatever they had done.The assassin ran forward and stopped before a figure.“Alpha Julian.” The assassin bowed to the middle-aged but sharp-featured man.“Did you get it done?” Julian asked.“Yes. I shot her in the chest.”“With how many arrows exactly?”The assassin shifted uneasily. “Just one, Alpha. She’s human, she won’t survive it.”Julian’s gaze darkened. “I told you to shoot with two for a reason. She had better not live. I want the King dead. The throne of Selvayra will finally belong to the Moonbane Pack. If she survives… trust me, I’ll kill you myself.”The assassin’s throat bobbed as he bowed again. “Yes, Alpha.”Julian turned away, his jaw hardening as old memories stirred. All his life he had hungered for the throne. Once, he had stood at the side of Riven—the King’s own brother, plotting to overthrow Kaelen then he'd kill Riven afterwards and take the throne. But Riven was cast into exile, Julian’s

Steam curled through the Alpha King’s bathing chamber, the air heavy with the scent of oils and herbs. Four consorts surrounded Kaelen, their delicate hands running through his black hair, over the lines of his chest, down the breadth of his back.Serena entered his room without hesitation this time. Her silver robe swept across the floor as her feet carried her straight toward the source of running water. No clammy palms, no nerves. She had grown used to this place, used to him.The moment she stepped into the shower room and saw those women touching him, something sharp pricked her chest. That ache again.Kaelen’s silver eyes flicked up. “I warned you never to enter my chambers without permission.”She didn’t answer, her gaze fixed on the hands gliding across his body.“You asked for me,” she said at last, her voice edged with steel. “Why should I wait by the door while you bathe with them? Ask them to leave or I’ll walk out.”The consorts froze. Never had anyone spoken to the King

The journey to the first pack had begun. Selvayra was vast. With Kaelen as its ruler, the kingdom was divided into twenty packs, each overseen by an Alpha sworn to protect their people from the creatures that lurked beyond. Thayne, Kaelen’s loyal Beta, kept those creatures at bay, only calling for the king when the threat grew dire, which was rare. Even so, tradition demanded Kaelen’s presence, a visitation to remind the packs that the Alpha King still watched over them. The carriage rattled over stones, the ride uneven. Serena sighed, she questioned herself for the hundredth time, why had she agreed to come? Naya, seated beside her, tilted her head. “Are you okay?” “I don’t know… I just feel… strange. Like something bad is about to happen.” Naya touched her arm gently. “It’s only nerves and our earlier conversation haunting you...Relax.” Serena nodded, though unease still churned in her chest. Suddenly, the carriage lurched to a halt. Serena stumbled forward, only for Nay