All Chapters of Bound by the Moon: Mated to Triplet Alphas : Chapter 211 - Chapter 217

Ava’s POV“Move,” he said.His claws were still at my throat, not cutting, not tightening…just there. Like a reminder and a leash.My legs moved before my mind caught up.We stepped out of the ruined hall and into chaos.The night sky above Moonclaw was torn apart by fire and smoke. The pack house grounds were a battlefield…. warriors clashing with rogues, bodies on the ground, blood soaking into the dirt. Screams tore through the air, mixed with snarls and the crash of stone and steel.Orion stood near the center of it all, his armor stained dark, eyes wild as he drove a blade through a Moonclaw warrior. He ripped it free and looked up.And saw me.For a split second, his face changed.Shock. Greed. Something twisted and proud.“Ava,” he shouted over the chaos.The Red-Eyed Alpha didn’t even glance at him.“Keep walking,” he murmured against my ear.I obeyed.But inside me everything was screaming.Kane.Zack.Lucas.The bonds between us flared all at once, no longer separate threads

Ava’s POVThe Red-Eyed Alpha stepped back, studying me now with something close to curiosity. His claws flexed slowly at his sides, blackened and dripping with blood.“So,” he said calmly, “you chose to stand.”Lightning cracked overhead, answering him.“I didn’t choose,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me. “You forced me.”The ground beneath my feet trembled as wind coiled around my body, lifting my hair, my very breath. I felt the land respond…. the sky, the stone, the wounded wolves behind me still fighting to stand.He smiled.“You think this makes you my equal?”“No,” I said softly.Then I raised my hands.“I think this makes me your end.”I struck first.Lightning tore from the sky at my command, splitting into three bolts midair, crashing toward him with enough force to shatter the earth. He moved impossibly fast, shadows swallowing him as he dodged but the third bolt caught him across the side, throwing him through the remains of the pack house wall.S

Ava’s POVMoonclaw had never been this quiet.Not the fragile silence that followed devastation, where everyone held their breath waiting for the next scream. Not the hollow quiet of grief, heavy and suffocating.This was different.This was the kind of stillness that came after survival.I stood at the edge of the courtyard balcony, my hands resting on the cold stone, watching the sun climb slowly over the eastern treeline. The walls were scarred…. claw marks, cracked stone, dark stains that would never fully fade but they still stood.So did we.Below, the pack moved carefully, like wolves learning how to breathe again. Healers tended to the wounded, their voices low and steady. Warriors cleaned weapons not for war, but for closure. Others worked on rebuilding shattered sections of the wall, passing stones hand to hand in silent cooperation.Behind me, I felt them before I heard them.Kane’s presence was solid, unwavering, like the earth beneath my feet. Lucas’s calm brushed against