All Chapters of Alpha Damien's Contracted Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

 •• Damien’s POV ••• The border winds howled like restless wolves—sharp, unforgiving, hungry.I stood at the southern line, boots pressed into cracked stone, eyes fixed on the distant haze where Martin’s troops lingered just beyond scent range. The Infernal Shadows warriors formed two tiers around me, fully armored and deadly still, waiting for my next command.“Report,” I snapped, my voice cutting through the air like a blade.Noah stepped forward, tablet in hand, wind whipping his jacket. “East flank’s holding. But they’re trying to push through the lower ridge. Scouts found claw marks and broken bramble near the Ravine Path. Classic Martin move—using terrain to thin our numbers.”I nodded once. “He’s testing us. Not attacking—yet. Coward wants to stretch us thin first.”“Hold position,” I comm

 •• Elijah’s POV ••• They thought I was desperate.They thought I was broken.Let them.Let Martin believe I came crawling to him, that I begged for scraps of alliance to regain what I lost. He sees a wounded Alpha trying to survive the new order. But I’m not here to survive.He was a fool.He spoke like a king and planned like a cornered dog, his threats loud but brittle, cracking at the edges. Still, I smiled through every meeting, every toast, every word laced with false camaraderie.Let him believe I was his ally.Let him think I’d help him bring down Damien.But I was not here to survive.I was here to take everything.Martin was just a blunt weapon, useful but stupid. He underestimated everyone, especially Damien. He thought sheer numbers would break the Infernal Shadows Pack. That a few well-timed attacks would topple the Alpha Kin

•• Victoria’s POV •••The door creaked open.The sound was soft, but in the dead silence of the room, it rang out like a blade scraping over stone.I didn’t move.Not even a twitch.Not as the hinges groaned and the air shifted, carrying the scent of fear in with it. The same submissive scent from before—muted, shaking. The Omega stepped inside.I heard her pause. The muffled shuffling of boots against the floor. A sharp inhale.She was scared.Good.That meant she wasn’t here to hurt me.Not yet.My body screamed at me to shift, to look, to do something—but I remained limp on the floor, every muscle burning with restraint. I listened instead.“I… I brought food,” the Omega murmured, barely above a whisper. “He said you might wake soon.”She set something down. A soft clatter of metal on metal. A tray?The scent of stale bread and thin broth reached my nose. My stomach growled on instinct, but I didn’t flinch. Hunger was nothing compared to what I needed: a chance.The Omega moved clo

•• Damien’s POV •••The border pulsed with tension.I stood at the frontlines, the wind thick with the scent of warriors, steel, and the dry tang of looming violence. The trees didn’t sway. The grass barely moved. Everything was waiting—coiled and sharp, like a trap ready to spring.Across the invisible line that marked our territory, Martin’s forces stood in formation. Not attacking and not retreating. Just there. Daring us to make the first move."They're testing us," Noah muttered beside me."No. They're waiting for something," I replied, voice low and clipped.Because I knew Martin. He didn't posture without purpose.Noah and I had this conversation for fuck knew how many times. But this was too strange even for Martin.Too long for even him to wait...What was he waiting for?I scanned the treeline again, jaw clenched. He was there, of course, standing like a smug bastard right behind his first line. Cloaked in that signature gold-trimmed armor, arms folded, gaze lazy.But someth

•• Damien's POV •••The lights were too bright. The walls of the conference room felt like they were pressing in on me, suffocating. This was the room where Victoria once stood in command—sharp, calm, radiant in her power. And now, that energy was gone. The emptiness was unbearable. Every second without news scraped against my skin like knives. The only sound was the ticking of the wall clock. It made me want to rip it down.I paced the length of the room for what felt like the hundredth time, claws flexing, shoulders tight with fury. Why haven’t they found anything? Noah had been gone for too long. Felix and Olivia were gathering intel. Liam was running satellite scans. And yet… nothing. No leads. No trail. No Victoria.I slammed my fist onto the table. Again. The sound echoed off the walls like thunder, but it didn’t relieve the pressure building inside me. My wolf clawed at the walls of my chest. Eros was restless, snorting and growling with each unanswered minute. “She could be an