All Chapters of Moonlight Pact: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

POV: AriaThe watcher didn’t move.It didn’t need to.The road held its breath around us—trees leaning, dark thickening, the night stretched tight like skin over bone. My wolf stood fully awake inside me now. Not panicked. Not raging.Listening.“This isn’t a threat,” I said softly.Rowan’s head snapped toward me. “Aria—”“I know how it sounds,” I said. “But it’s not trying to hurt us.”The shape ahead bent the dark just enough to acknowledge me.Recognition slid through my chest like a key turning.Not yours, the

POV: MayaThe car smelled like cold air, blood, and something that definitely wasn’t human.Cool. Great. Fantastic.Kai drove in silence, hands steady on the wheel, eyes locked on the road like it personally offended him. The dashboard light carved sharp lines into his face. He didn’t look back once.If I hadn’t spent the last twelve hours spiraling through supernatural Google, I might’ve thought he was just intense.Now?Yeah. No.That was leadership energy. The kind where people didn’t question you because their instincts told them not to.I sat in the back seat.

POV: MayaI decided two things very quickly.One: Pack territory was not a democracy. Two: Everyone here knew something I didn’t—and they were politely waiting for me to catch up.The lodge had that specific kind of silence that wasn’t empty. Fire popped softly in the hearth. Wood creaked as it settled. Somewhere deeper in the building, water ran—steady, controlled.Alive.I sat on the edge of a heavy wooden bench, hands clasped between my knees, doing my best impression of a person who hadn’t just watched two wolves fight on her lawn.Rowan sat across from me.Too straight. Too still.

POV: KaiThe wards stirred before anyone said a word.Not alarm. Not breach.Recognition.I stopped at the edge of the perimeter, palm lifted—not to push, not to command. To listen. Pack land answered in layers: stone, soil, blood-memory.Something was moving.Not crossing.Circling.“Positions,” I said quietly.Wolves shifted without sound, spreading through the trees and lodge like they’d practiced this for decades—which they had.I felt it then. Not pressure.

POV: KaiPack land had a sound when it was threatened.Not alarms. Not shouting.Attention.I felt it ripple through the wards like a breath drawn too slowly. Every wolf on perimeter went still at the same time. Not panic. Recognition.Something had crossed a line.Not the border.A rule.I was already moving when Eldin’s voice reached me.“North edge,” he said. “It didn’t break through.”“That’s worse,” I replied.Because if Darius wanted entry