All Chapters of When The Moon Hides Her Crown: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

SERAPHINA The moment the words “I like you too,” slipped from Ryker’s lips, the ground beneath me seemed to shift.His arm was wrapped around Grace’s waist, his tone playful… but his eyes?His eyes were locked on me.Unblinking. They burned through me like embers licking at the edges of dry paper, and suddenly, I could barely breathe.The way his voice dropped when he said it. The faint smile curving his mouth.It was all meant for me.Grace, completely unaware, beamed up at him, hugging him. And Ryker? He leaned in, his head bending ever so slightly while his fingers slowly splayed across her waist and the intensity in his eyes deepening as they never looked away from mine. His touch was slow, deliberate; not hesitant, but almost…mechanical. Possessive. Not with passion. Not with desire.He wasn’t holding her.He was…performing for me.My pulse hammered in my throat. That unease returned, the same sensation I’d felt the night I first met Ryker. That chilling gut-feeling that I me

The clearing echoed with thunderous shouts and hollers, voices rolling like waves through the thick twilight air. Alpha energy pulsed all around, sweat, ego, and adrenaline. The fourth task had just ended, and the Alphas were ablaze with anticipation for what they had been witnessing with their own eyes. Something that they considered pure luck if they could achieve it themselves. Their eyes burned with one goal, Grace.She sat elegantly—no, provocatively—on the lap of one of the winning Alphas from the last task, giggling as she plucked fruit from a designer bowl and fed it to him like he was some spoiled prince. That Alpha was so proud to be treated this way by her and to have the others' jealous gaze focused on him that he was in nine clouds. Grace’s crimson dress bunched dangerously high along her thighs, the silky slit revealing far more than any respectable she-wolf would dare in front of a pack of Alphas. But Grace? She looked entirely at ease. No hesitation. No shame.She tilt

RONANThe moment Grace’s voice rang out, echoing across the training grounds, my lungs froze mid-breath.“Seth Darven will fight Alpha Ryker.”What the fuck did I just hear?Ryker? And Seraphina?My gaze darted to the center of the clearing just in time to see them stepping forward, both blindfolded, standing with lethal grace and stillness, facing each other beneath the watchful eyes of half the Academy.My mind shattered. Exploded like lava bursting through fault lines.If I had known, if anyone had told me, that Seraphina would end up facing Ryker, I never would’ve withdrawn from the challenge. I would’ve stood there until my bones broke. I would’ve taken him on myself.But now it was her.And it was too fucking late.My fists clenched so tightly my knuckles cracked. My wolf slammed against the walls of my mind, snarling and pacing.“Stop this,” my wolf growled. “Get her out. Tear him apart.”I took a sharp step forward, fury rippling beneath my skin, but just then the siren cut th

RONANThe world had vanished in a howl of wind and white. The sky turned black too fast. One second, the fire crackled, Alphas fought, and then—chaos.A screeching wind that pierced bone. Branches ripped through the sky. Dirt lifted in spirals. It was the kind of storm that didn’t just fall, it actually attacked.I barely made it beneath the rock overhangs near the slope, shoved back by Alpha Jude himself. He was already on edge due to Grace’s safety. She had refused to return to the Academy with others and was stubborn enough to stay with him. I couldn’t argue. I couldn’t resist.Couldn’t see.My eyes had snapped shut against the dirt and ash whipping through the air. Every breath filled with dust. Every sound drowned out by wind. My hands scraped rock as I crouched under the ledge, but I didn’t feel the sting.All I tried to feel Seraphina. My wolf got anxious when he could not sense her. Where the hell was she?My hands curled into fists as I tried to replay it, the last image

SERAPHINA“Here.” My entire body went rigid when I felt it, his manhood brushed low against my belly. Slowly…deliberately…rubbing against me.A rush of ice rippled down my spine. That was the second time I had felt it. First Ronan had done it but that had been nothing like him. When Ronan’s manhood brushed against mine, butterflies bloomed inside me. My wolf rolled over in warmth, in instinctive trust. But this?This was dread. This was like a poison under silk. My heart beat increased like it would burst and the next thing I knew I roared. “You bastard,” I hissed, voice shaking with horror. “How dare you play this sick game with me!!” I growled, my nails turning claws and deeply scratching his back, bleeding him. Ryker neither flinched the slightest by my claws or pain nor answered. He just watched me amused, calm, and controlled. As if he hadn’t just violated every boundary between us. “This reaction of yours is so beautiful. You made me even harder,” he bit his lips. Anger