All Chapters of A REPLACEMENT FOR ALPHA KAEL : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12 – Ghosts in the Moonlight Kael’s POV The dungeon still smelled of iron and blood when I left it behind. The echoes of the rogue’s voice followed me up the narrow stone stairs, each word dragging behind like a curse I couldn’t shake. She didn’t want to see you. The torchlight flickered along the walls, shadows stretching long and thin across the corridor, but all I could see was that damned smirk—the way the rogue said her name. Serena. He’d spoken it like it was sacred. Like it belonged to him. My hands clenched before I even realized it, the phantom sting of rage burning my palms. The guards had to drag me off him before I tore his throat out. But the damage was already done. His words had sunk deep, festering where reason couldn’t reach. Serena might be alive. I’d buried her in my heart years ago. Mourned her until the pain turned into something sharp and cold. Until I learned to live with the silence she left behind. And now—now this filthy rogue claimed she was o

CHAPTER 14 — Respect to a LunaKael’s POVThe morning air was razor-sharp, cutting through the courtyard as Kael strode into the gathering hall. Every conversation died the instant his boots struck the marble floor. Wolves who’d been lounging against pillars straightened, their laughter strangled in their throats.They’d all heard what happened at the training grounds. Word spread like wildfire — the Luna had fought, bled, and burned silver. And some of them, fools that they were, thought it was something to mock.Not today.“Everyone,” Kael said, voice low but carrying like thunder through the hall. “Gather.”They obeyed, forming a half-circle before him — warriors, servants, and ranked members alike. The tension in the air was so thick that it was almost palpable.“I’ll make this simple,” he began, eyes cold and gold. “Whatever happens between me and Ariana stays between us. But outside these walls…” He paused, gaze sweeping over them. “She is your Luna. And she will be respected as

CHAPTER 16 — A Respected LunaAriana’s POVThe war room could wait.I told the guard I needed a few minutes, but really, I needed air — space to breathe, to think. The world around me felt different this morning, as if some invisible thread had been pulled tight overnight.When Nira came back into the room, she looked pale and restless, her fingers twisting the edge of her apron.“What were you going to say earlier?” I asked, lowering my voice.She hesitated, eyes darting toward the door again. Then she took a shaky breath and leaned in close. “You weren’t supposed to know, Luna,” she whispered, “but… the Alpha is the reason everyone changed.”I frowned. “What do you mean?”Her gaze softened, guilt flashing across her face. “Last night, after the feast — after your trial — he called the pack together. All of us. The warriors, the maids, everyone. He was furious. He said if anyone disrespected you again, they’d be punished. Banished, even.”My stomach dropped. “He said that?”She nodde

CHAPTER 18 — STRIP TEASINGKael’s POVThe door had barely closed behind her when I exhaled, long and heavy.The silence in my room stretched thin, heavy with everything unsaid. My hands were still clenched, my heartbeat far too loud in my chest.I shouldn’t have let her leave like that.I shouldn’t have let her come here in the first place.Yet, before I could talk myself out of it, the words left my mouth—sharp, commanding.“Bring her back.”The guards outside stiffened. “Alpha?”“Now.”They obeyed immediately. A few seconds later, I could hear muffled protests in the hallway—her voice, struggling, demanding they release her. A pang of guilt flickered through me, but I pushed it down. I needed to clear the air.By the time they brought her back in, I had thrown a dark robe loosely over my shoulders. She looked furious—her eyes blazing, chest heaving, strands of hair falling across her face. Even in anger, she looked breathtaking.“What is wrong with you?” she snapped, trying to wrenc

CHAPTER 20 — A DESPERATE MOTHERArianna’s POVThe dungeon corridor smelled of damp stone and iron, the cold seeping into my bones the moment I stepped inside. The torches flickered along the walls, their light dancing across the rough surfaces, casting long, hungry shadows. Somewhere deeper, chains rattled faintly, echoing against the walls like a warning I couldn’t ignore.I gritted my teeth, feeling the weight of the pack’s expectations pressing down on me. Every step felt heavier than the last, yet I walked forward, each motion deliberate, careful. My baby stirred within me, tiny movements pressing insistently against my belly, a reminder that this wasn’t just about me anymore.I knew where she was.The woman—she was crouched near the far cell, her body curling protectively around a small bundle. Her clothes were torn, bloodstains dark across the fabric, her hair matted with sweat and grime. She pressed herself to the stone floor as though hiding from the world itself. But the mome