All Chapters of SAVAGE LUNA : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

LYRAI stood in the center of the war room, my eyes scanning the maps spread across the heavy oak table. There were markings for Council strongholds, supply lines, and the few escape routes we had left. I had seven days. That was it. Seven days to figure out how to stop an entire continent from crushing us into the dirt. I felt the weight of it in my chest, a constant pressure that made it hard to take a full breath. To make things worse, I was caught between two Alphas who couldn't agree on a single thing.Marcus slammed his hand onto the table, pointing at a Council outpost near the border. "We need to go on the offensive, Lyra. We strike them now, before they can get their heavy hitters into position. If we wait for them to come to us, we’re dead."Kael shook his head, his voice low and firm. "That’s suicide, Marcus. We don’t have the numbers for an open assault. We need to consolidate our power here, shore up the defenses, and make sure our people are actually protected before we

LYRAI sat in the dim light of the back room, the air thick with the smell of old iron and wet stone, and stared at the map Marcus had laid out. We were planning in secret, and I hadn't even told Kael where I was going. Marcus had his own resources, his own rogue networks that ran like veins beneath the Council's territory, and he was the only one who could get us into that stronghold. It was a suicide mission, a direct action against Council forces that would officially end any chance of a peaceful negotiation, but it was the only way to get Leila back. I couldn't let a young girl die just because the Council wanted to play a game of chicken with me.As we finalized the entry points, Marcus leaned back in his chair and looked at me. His eyes were dark, and for a moment, the hardened warrior mask slipped. "I know you love him, Lyra," he said, his voice quiet but steady. "I can see it in the way you look at him, and I can smell it all over your skin every time you come back from his q

KAEL I walked through the camp with my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Everything was falling apart at once. I had just found out about the message the Ironclaw warriors were carrying. They were hunting Lyra. My own people were out there looking for the woman I loved so they could trade her head for their own safety. It made my blood boil. At the same time, news reached me that Lyra had actually done it. She had raided the stronghold and saved Leila. She was back, covered in blood and exhausted, but she hadn't hesitated to risk everything for an Omega.I felt a mix of pure rage and a helplessness that I hated. I was an Alpha. I was supposed to have answers, but the Council was squeezing us from every side. They were turning my own family against me. I couldn't just sit here and watch them tear us down. I went to the comms room and demanded a private link to the Ironclaw High Alpha. I needed to talk to my father.When the screen flickered to life, I didn't waste time with formal gree

LYRAI shut the door to my room and leaned against the wood for a second. The noise from the courtyard was muffled now, but my head was still spinning from everything Helena had said. I had spent the last hour making sure she was settled in a quiet room with the pack healers. She looked so small and broken in that bed, but the strength it took for her to escape her captors and find us was something I couldn't even wrap my head around. She was hunted, wounded, and exhausted, yet she came here to warn me.I felt a strange pit in my stomach. It was pity, mostly. But beneath that, there was a heavy sense of gratitude. People were sacrificing themselves for me in ways I never asked for and never expected. Helena had risked her life to give me a truth that changed the entire world. Marcus had risked his rogues. Kael was risking his entire pack.I looked across the room. Kael was sitting behind the small wooden desk, leaning over a map, but he wasn't really looking at it. He was just starin

LYRAI kicked my horse into a faster gallop, watching the trees blur past me. The day of the Council face-off had arrived much faster than I expected. My heart was thumping against my ribs, and no matter how many times I told myself I was ready, the nerves stayed there. We were riding through the neutral zones, the path widening as we moved toward the heart of the continent.Darius, my second in command, rode up beside me. He had gone ahead to scout the road and looked as serious as ever. He pulled his horse to a halt when I slowed down, and his eyes scanned the tree line before he looked at me."We’re close, Lyra," Darius said. "We’ll step into Council territory in the next few hours."I adjusted my grip on the reins, my palms feeling sweaty despite the cool air. "Is there anything suspicious ahead? Any signs of a trap?"I looked back at the long line of supporters following us. There were hundreds of them now. Rogues, warriors, and wolves from various packs who had decided to risk