Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound by the Moon: Mated to Triplet Alphas : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Zack’s POVAfter leaving Ava, I couldn’t shake the image of her face, the shock, the hurt, the questions she didn’t even have words for. That damned scroll, the moment I saw it in her hands, my chest went tight.The seal, the ink. The faint gold edges that hadn’t faded with time. It was the same scroll.That night came back to me all at once every scent, every sound. My father’s study, dimly lit by firelight, smelled of cedar and ink. He was standing by the large oak desk when Beta Zenon walked in, clutching a rolled-up parchment tied with dark red wax. I had been sitting by the window, pretending to read, when I saw Zenon’s face. He looked pale, almost afraid.He handed my father the scroll with both hands. “It’s from Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack,” he’d said. “Marked urgent.”Father broke the seal, unrolled it slowly. I didn’t mean to look but I caught the first few lines.Shadowlands, the Alpha has taken my Luna. I call upon you, brother, to stand with me.When my father finished rea

Ava’s POVI was in my chamber now and the scroll was on the table, the edges were still curled from where my fingers had gripped it too hard. My eyes kept going back to it even when I tried to look away. Kane and Zack had promised me they’d help find the truth about my parents but that didn’t stop the ache in my chest.My father… he was gone, that much was certain. But my mother… what if…I pressed my palms over my face, cutting the thought off before it could take root. “No,” I whispered to myself. “Don’t give yourself false hope.”But the image wouldn’t leave me, a woman’s face I could barely remember, a scent I could almost catch on the edges of my mind. If she was alive, she had been a prisoner for years. If she was dead… then the red-eyed Alpha had taken both of my parents from me.The thought sent chills through my whole body, making my body shake. I got up from the bed and started pacing. My claws pricked through my fingertips; Ella stirred restlessly inside me, pacing with me.

Ava’s POVThe sunlight spilling through my window felt too bright the next morning. For a few seconds, I just lay there , staring at the ceiling, letting the soft warmth soak into my skin. My body was awake, but my mind was still tangled in everything that had happened.I swung my legs off the bed and sat there, staring at my hands. Faint lines of light still shimmered along my skin, so small and quick they almost looked like veins of lightning under my flesh.I flexed my fingers and whispered to myself, Control it this time, don’t let it control you.By the time I dressed and stepped outside, the pack grounds were already alive. Warriors trained in the yard, the clang of metal echoing through the air. Omegas rushed across the pathways with baskets of supplies. The morning felt alive with motion, determination and focus And I wanted to match that energy.When I got to the training ground, Lucas was already there.He was standing near the center, his back to me, running his hand along

Ava’s POVWe were in the middle of training, when the noise started, it wasn't the steady rhythm of wood on wood but a distant scrambling, a thudding that didn’t belong on the training ground. I was swinging at the dummy, breath even, when Lucas’s head snapped up. His jaw tightened. Ryn and Jarek stopped mid-step. The wind shifted and with it came a smell, copper and wet fur and under that, something thinner and sharper: fear.“Do you smell that?” I asked, lowering my arms.Lucas didn’t answer at once. He only listened, eyes narrowed. “Hear that?” he asked finally. “Not training, it's people.”We both left the dummy. The yard went quiet as others looked toward the gate, the sound grew louder, distant voices, sobs, someone crying out once, a barked order. My wolf prickled, Ella paced inside my ribs like a caged thing.We ran toward the pack house entrance. By the time we reached the gate, the courtyard had filled. Wolves poured through, not in ranks, not like soldiers but in desperate

Kane’s POVThe great hall was alive with tension long before the meeting began. The air was thick with the scent of dominance, power, anger and fear, all tangled together. The banners of the visiting packs hung beside Moonclaw’s own, their colors fluttering faintly in the draft that slipped through the stone arches.Dozens of Alphas filled the room, each flanked by their Betas and guards. The sound of their voices was like low thunder, rumbling and restless. Everyone was on edge, everyone knew why they were here.I walked to the center of the hall, where a large table carved from black oak waited, the same table that had seen a hundred years of war councils. I could almost feel my father’s presence there, heavy and ghostlike.Zack stood to my right, arms crossed, his jaw set. Lucas was beside him, his eyes scanning the gathered Alphas with cold precision. I could feel the unspoken unity between us, the unbreakable bond that had carried us through countless battles.“Thank you all for