All Chapters of A Vengeful Luna. Three Alphas : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Damon Pov My eyes flicked around, taking in the expression of everyone. Morgana ignored their murmuring and continued with her ritual, this time she was deep in the act.My eyes kept moving towards Elise, my hands tightly clasped. Even in the midst of the ritual, she was still clinging to Derek. Jealousy burned like acid in my veins. He has no fucking right to touch her. She was mine now that she has my child inside of her. Not his.Morgana's smile was a cruel slash. She raised her hands, her voice chanting in a language that made my skin crawl. The air became dark, heavy with forces not seen. She stood before the altar, black candles flaring to life around her. She scattered a handful of dark powder into the flames, and the air filled with acrid smoke. The scent of decay and death cling to my nostrils.As the smoke swirled, Morgana's voice rose. "By the shadows, I call upon the darkness within. Cleanse this pack of weakness. The old must fall, for the new to rise."The candles wa

DRAKE POVThe silence Damon left behind was louder than any scream. It clung to the halls of the palace, seeped into the stone walls and followed me everywhere like a ghost that refused to rest. One day he was here, arrogant, volatile and convinced he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. And the next, he vanished into the wilderness like a coward chasing redemption or punishment.I didn’t know which angered me more.“Search the eastern border again,” I snapped at the captain of the guards. “If you miss a single trail, I’ll have your head.”“Yes, my lord,” he said quickly, bowing before rushing off.I was in the war room, my fists clenched so tight that my nails bit into my palms. Maps were spread across the table, red markings crossing territories Damon could have fled to. None of it mattered because I already knew he wouldn’t be found easily. Damon had always been good at running from responsibility, from truth, from himself.But Morgana hadn’t run far enough.The mome

DEREK POVThe first time I realized the Alpha King’s sickness would ignite more than just fear, it was in the whispering wind outside the palace walls. The air carried a tension I hadn’t felt in years. It had a crackling energy that was like the calm before a hurricane. The surrounding packs were restless. Rumors had already begun as people kept spreading tales of weakness in the Blood Trinity Pack, of vulnerability in the king’s chambers and of opportunity waiting like a predator in the shadows.I had no choice but to act. Damon was gone, vanished into the forest in shame and guilt. Drake’s focus was fractured, his fury boiling over in unpredictable bursts. And in the middle of it all, the pack needed someone steady, someone willing to hold the line. And that someone was me.I remember standing on the balcony, looking down at the courtyard where warriors were assembling. Their faces were a mixture of fear, anger, and confusion. I could see the unspoken question behind each pai

Elise Pov “Did you hear that?” I whispered, my hand instinctively moving to Mira’s arm. Before she could answer, shadows moved faster than my eyes could track. A masked figure lunged at me from behind a tree, steel glinting under the pale moonlight. I reacted instinctively, raising my arms to fend them off, but my strength, already compromised by pregnancy and weeks of emotional turmoil, betrayed me. My strikes were weak, fumbling and ineffective. “ELISE!” Mira screamed, her voice slicing through the night like a blade. She charged forward, but two other masked attackers appeared, intercepting her with brutal precision. I saw the panic in her eyes, the sheer terror that mirrored my own, and for a moment, all the world narrowed down to that fear. Despite myself, I tried to push through, tried to fight, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. I swung at the nearest attacker, catching him across the shoulder, but the blow barely slowed him. He grabbed my wri

DRAKE POVThe moment the news hit me, a sharp, burning pain twisted through my chest like molten iron. Mira and Elise were gone. The word gone echoed in my mind, bouncing against the walls of my skull and hammering at my sense of control. My first instinct was disbelief, then rage, and then a cold, gnawing panic that settled deep in my gut.Gritting my teeth in pure rage, I stormed through the halls of the palace, boots pounding the stone floors and eyes wild. “Where are they?!” I bellowed, my voice hoarse from anger and fear. Guards froze as their faces went pale. I didn’t care about protocol, didn’t care about appearances. Mira had always been unpredictable, but she was a constant presence, a tether I never admitted I needed. And now that tether was gone, ripped from me like it meant nothing. While I was still unraveling, one of the younger warriors approached me cautiously, his voice trembling. “Drake… we… we found traces… footprints leading to the forest beyond the northe