All Chapters of HIS REJECTION, ANOTHER'S CLAIM,MY TWINS,MY POWER: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Secrets in BloodThe moon hung low and full above the ancient clearing, its silver light filtering through the skeletal branches, casting long, eerie shadows on the frost-covered earth. The air was thick with anticipation—and dread.Elena stood at the center, her hands trembling but determined. Around her, the elders of the pack formed a solemn circle, their faces etched with worry and resolve. Tonight was no ordinary gathering. Tonight, the forbidden blood ritual would take place, a secret rite said to bind souls and reveal hidden truths.She glanced down at her swollen belly, feeling the twins’ subtle movements—one stirring restlessly, the other eerily still. The air around them pulsed faintly, a silent thrum of power that seemed to echo in her own veins.Zephyr stood close by, his gaze unwavering. Unlike Damien, who paced restlessly at the edge of the clearing, his jaw clenched tight, eyes shadowed with fury and fear. Both men were bound by the ritual, though for different reasons—

The Alpha’s DesperationThe cold night air clung to my skin as I stood alone on the balcony, overlooking the dark forest that embraced the packhouse. The moon hung high, casting silver light over everything, but it did little to brighten the shadows of doubt and pain swirling inside me.Damien’s footsteps approached quietly behind me. My heart clenched—a storm of emotions rising at the sound of his presence. I didn’t turn around. Not yet. Not until I was ready to face the man who had torn me apart, and yet who still haunted my thoughts with the ghost of what we could have been.“Elena,” he said softly, his voice rough and trembling with an urgency I’d never heard before. “Please… hear me out.”I took a slow breath, forcing myself to stay steady. “Why should I listen now? After all the lies, the betrayals?”His voice cracked. “Because I’m broken without you. Because I know I destroyed everything, but I want to fix it. I want to protect you and the twins, to be the mate I promised I’d

The Council’s VerdictThe chains were made of moonsteel.Elena felt them before she saw them — cold, humming, alive with suppression magic that crawled over her skin like frost. Each link pressed against her wrists and ankles, dampening her power, muting the fire that lived in her blood. Not extinguishing it. Never that. Only restraining it, like a beast held by fragile bars.The Council chamber loomed before her, carved from ancient stone and bone, its domed ceiling etched with symbols older than packs, older than alphas. Torches burned with pale blue flames, casting long shadows that twisted along the walls like watching spirits.She lifted her chin anyway.Fear would not save her. Submission would not spare her.The twins stirred inside her, uneasy — sensing danger, sensing judgment. Her hand pressed instinctively to her belly, and a low murmur rippled through the chamber.A warning.“Bring the Luna forward,” intoned the High Arbiter.Luna.The word still carried weight here, even

Chains BrokenThe bond snaps before I even realize I’ve decided to break it.One moment, Damien’s presence is wrapped around my spine like a chain I’ve learned to live with—heavy, constant, suffocating. Next, it burns.I scream.Not because of pain alone, but because something ancient inside me finally wakes and refuses to kneel.The air shatters.Power surges through my veins like molten silver, tearing past every limit I’ve ever been forced to respect. The ground beneath my bare feet cracks, spiderweb fractures racing across the stone floor of the ritual chamber. Torches gutter and explode, plunging the room into flickering shadows.Damien staggers back.For the first time since I met him, his eyes widened—not with anger, not with command—but with fear.“Elena,” he growls through the bond, trying to tighten it, trying to claim me the way he always has. “Stop. You don’t understand what you’re doing.”Oh, I understand perfectly.I understand that every time I hesitated, every time I

Rise of the True LunaThe moon rose full and unchallenged over the shattered pack lands, its silver light washing over ruins that still smoked from war.Elena stood at the highest ridge overlooking the territory, the wind tugging at her dark hair, her cloak heavy with dried blood and ash. Below her, wolves moved quietly—some injured, some exhausted, all watching her with a mixture of awe and fear.She felt it.The shift.Not in her body—but in the world.For the first time since the twins had awakened inside her, the air did not resist her power. It welcomed it. Curled around it. Bowed.Her hands rested instinctively over her belly. The children stirred, not in distress, not in fear—but in recognition. As if they, too, knew what this night meant.Behind her, footsteps crunched softly against stone.She did not turn.She knew who it was.Damien stopped several paces away, the proud Alpha she had once loved reduced to a man carrying too many ghosts. His shoulders were bowed, his aura m