Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Vengeful Luna. Three Alphas : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Alpha King’s POV My eyes rested on the ash tray filled with several smoked out cigarettes, the image of my sons' mate flickering every now and then. "Interesting..."She was exactly like her. Every features and traits were strong combination of Eric and Nikita. Her defiance was the dominant one, from Eric. She wasn’t just a reminder of more than a decade ago, but also my assumed nemesis. Elise Everton. It's been days since she came to the pack, yet her hatred was enough to drown this whole kingdom. Even the triplets were having a hard time keeping her in check. " How is the rogue invasion?" I asked, looking up at my beta.Beta Fred brought out a file, a detailed one. " Our lab is extracting the last blood. Results might be out in three days."With brows raised and another puff, I gave Fred a quizzical gaze." I need specific, not assumptions."Fred scratched his head." Three days max."Silence as I glanced through the files. Flashes of that face from years ago kept resurfacing. I

Damon’s POV Sleep refused to come.It hadn’t touched me in years—not real sleep, not the kind untouched by nightmares or blood. But tonight, something else kept me awake.Something worse.Something softer.Something alive.The bond.It throbbed under my skin like a bruise that wouldn’t heal, a pulse that did not belong to me. I paced the length of my chambers, the stone floor cold beneath my feet, the air sharp enough to cut.My wolf was restless—circling, snarling, tearing at the edges of my control.Because of her.Because Elise had been quiet all night.Too quiet.Her silence never meant peace. It meant strategy. Hidden intentions. A blade waiting for a throat.I pressed a hand against the scar that cut across my ribs—one I earned in a battle that should have killed me. The pain grounded me. Anchored me. Helped me breathe.But then—A whisper slid through the bond like warm fingers trailing down my spine.“Drake…”Everything inside me froze.My lungs.My heart.My thoughts.Even m

Elise’s POVTonight was going to be the perfect night...for Drake. I felt his restless presence around the outer palace abandoned chamber. I smelled his lust for me. His arousal was the perfect weapon for my plan tonight. With a faint smile, the one I barely let out except when I wanted to be bad, I slowly took off whatever piece of clothing was on me. Then walked up to the wardrobe for the perfect clothing, ready for my mission tonight. My eyes were fixed on an orb barely the size of a berry that was perfectly concealed. As I got closer, wanting to take the orb, I heard Keiran’s whimper. " What is it, Keiran?"" Elise, that king is cunning. He already has his eyes on you..."Scowling, I reassured her." I will be careful. They won’t know it's in me."Keiran let out a sigh, a clear insinuation of her not buying my words. I don't blame her either. It's truly risky making use of the tear. Just one mistake, and it will trigger its location. I might be in this kingdom, but it's not a g

ELISE POVThe training hall was dim, lined with weapons and polished floors designed for combat. I stepped inside, letting my fingers graze the cool stone. What i didn't tell Damon was that Mandy was already waiting for me with my training suit." My princess, you can change over there," Mandy pointed out.A moment later, as soon as I came out of the changing room, Derek appeared through the opposite door... silent as smoke.He looked at me with those unreadable silver eyes, his expression the same calm mask he always wore. But his pupils dilated the second he saw me. Just a fraction.But enough.“You want something,” Derek said.I smirked faintly. “Good morning to you too.”“You won't come here unless you need something.”He stepped closer, circling me slowly. His version of studying a puzzle with too many missing pieces. Even the body suited training pants and top couldn't stop his predatory eyes.Perverts...He added, biting his lips.“And something about you changed last night.”My

Damon’s POVThe morning hit like a blade.Sharp.Unforgiving.Too bright for the mood tearing through the palace.Even the walls felt wrong—too still, too aware, like they were listening to every breath. The air tasted of metal, tension, and something else…Fear.Mine?No.Theirs.Servants avoided my gaze. Guards wouldn’t meet my eyes. And the palace temperature felt off—colder, as if the building sensed the storm gathering in the bones of the royal family.I hadn’t slept.I couldn’t sleep—not with her voice still echoing inside me, curling like smoke around my ribs.Drake.She said his name like a sin. Soft. Sweet. Dangerous.That whisper was poison—and I swallowed every drop.I ground my teeth.She hadn’t whispered my name.Not Derek’s.Just his.The wolf inside me prowled restlessly, snapping and clawing like a beast trapped in a too-small cage. Every breath felt thick, hot, suffocating.She had infected me.I took the stairs slowly, each step louder than it needed to be, letting t