All Chapters of Bound by the Moon: Mated to Triplet Alphas : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Ava’s POVI was in my chamber, sitting by the window when the knock came. The sound was firm but familiar.“Come in,” I said, turning slightly in my chair.The door opened and Lucas stepped inside, his usual confident walk was a little slower than normal. He looked tired but his eyes were still bright with that same sharp focus that always made me feel like he saw everything.He gave me a small grin. “You’re up early.”I set the brush down. “Couldn’t sleep, too much noise outside.”“That’s because the entire packhouse hasn’t slept,” he said, crossing the room and leaning casually against my desk. “The meeting with the Alphas ended last night. They all agreed to the packs are merging.”I turned sharply to face him, heart pounding. “They agreed? All of them?”Lucas nodded. “Even the stubborn ones, Kane handled it well, he told them what’s really happening out there. Fear is spreading faster than the rogues now, the Alphas realized standing alone is suicide. They’d rather kneel together

Kane’s POVThe alarm horn split through the night like a blade.I was halfway through reviewing patrol reports when it echoed across the valley, one long, low note followed by two sharp blasts. My blood went cold, that signal only meant one thing.Attack in the east border.I pushed back from the table, chair scraping against floor as I stood. The candles flickered with the rush of air when I moved. “Zack!” I barked.He was already running into the war room before I could reach the door, eyes blazing. “I heard it. East border.”“Rally the second patrol team,” I ordered. “Double the watchtowers, I want every Alpha representative on the field within minutes.”Zack nodded sharply, his jaw set. “Already on it.” He turned to the messenger standing pale and breathless near the door. “How close are they?”The young warrior swallowed hard. “They breached the treeline, Alpha. Our scouts spotted torches, dozens of them and wolves. Dozens or maybe hundreds.”I clenched my fists, trying to drown

Ava’s POVThe sound of movement woke me, boots on stone, voices shouting orders outside the pack house. The scent of steel and sweat drifted through the window, carried by the morning air.Moonclaw was alive again.For a moment, I lay there listening, my heartbeat slow but steady. My body still ached from the last battle but the deep exhaustion was gone. When I finally sat up, the sunlight was spilling across the room, soft and golden. My gaze lingered on the scroll that was on the table, for a heartbeat before I turned away. I didn't forget about it, I didn't forget about finding out what happened to my parents but I had to focus on one thing now, getting stronger and to stop my powers from draining me. There would be time to face that truth later.I changed quickly and headed out. The pack house was a blur of motion, warriors running drills in the yard, healers carrying supplies, elders giving orders. Even the air buzzed with energy and unease. Everyone knew the storm was coming,

Ava’s POVThe training field had become my second home and my battlefield.Every morning before dawn, I was there, barefoot on cold earth, breath fogging in the air, waiting for Lucas. The world was still dark when he’d appear, silent as a shadow and nod once before we began.The first day were brutal. My body screamed in protest, my mind wanted to give up and my wolf, restless and wild. But I didn’t stop, I couldn’t.Every time I remembered the Red-Eyed Alpha’s eyes, glowing in the dark, something inside me burned hotter than pain.“Again,” Lucas said one morning, voice sharp and calm at once. He stood a few feet away, watching me shift between forms.“Faster this time.”By the second day, my legs were covered in bruises and my palms blistered from gripping weapons. Lucas was merciless, he wasn't cruel but determined.“Again,” he said every time I hit the ground.“Again,” when my shift took too long.“Again,” even when I could barely stand.I hated him for it but I hated myself more

Kane’s POVFrom the balcony above the training ground, I watched her.The clang of blades and the rhythm of footsteps echoed below but it wasn’t the noise that held me stil, it was Ava, she stood in the center of the field, surrounded by warriors twice her size, her voice carrying across the wind as she corrected their stances and gave instructions.She didn’t bark orders like most leaders did.She didn’t need to.When she spoke, they listened.I leaned my elbows against the wooden railing, eyes narrowing slightly as I took her in. The same woman who had brought to Moonclaw, scared, broken and unsure, now stood like she had been carved out of fire and lightning.And somehow, I wasn’t surprised.I’d seen this coming. Maybe not all of it but enough to know she was never meant to remain small.Still, the sight of her now made pride and unease in equal measure twist in my chest.Lucas stood off to the side, watching her too, arms crossed, face unreadable but proud. When she finished givin