บททั้งหมดของ Scorned Luna To Alpha Queen: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 19

Malachai was pissed and seething at everything that had just gone wrong in the span of a few hours, each problem piling on top of the last until he wanted to just go home and sleep for three days straight.First this stupid meeting that accomplished absolutely nothing except giving him a headache, then this bitch who appeared out of nowhere with the sole purpose it seemed to piss him off at every turn, and now the Moon Goddess had the nerve to say she was supposed to unite them? How in the name of all things sacred was that supposed to work? She was a freak honestly, what kind of female had eyes that glowed gold when she wasn’t even an Alpha or Luna? She gave off the smell of a rogue wolf that had been cast out, which just added to the list of things that irritated him about her entire existence.Now these howls that sounded completely off echoed through the clearing and kept getting closer, which meant they were about to be attacked. He suspected it was the shadow wolves based on ev

The heat in Lyralei’s chest exploded outward, and gold light burst from somewhere deep inside her, spreading across her skin in patterns she couldn’t understand and didn’t have time to process. Her vision blurred white, then gold, then something else entirely as the clearing around her began to dissolve like watercolors in rain.The shadow wolves, the Alphas, the blood and chaos, all of it disappeared like smoke caught in wind, leaving her suspended in darkness for a single heartbeat before everything snapped into sharp, vivid focus.*What the fuck?*Lyralei stood in a massive hall where crystal chandeliers hung from carved wooden beams overhead and long tables covered in untouched food lined the walls. Pack members filled the space, all dressed in formal leathers and finery, all staring at something ahead of her with rapt attention that made the air thick with tension.Not something, she realized as her eyes followed their gazes, but someone standing at the center of it all, tall and

Gerald Stormborn stood over the dissolving shadow wolf with that damned smirk plastered across his face like he'd just saved the entire world single-handedly. His Crimson Fang warriors surged forward, cheering his name and clapping him on the back with enough force to stagger a normal man. He ate it up, the bastard, grinning wider as they shouted their praise. "The Alpha found the weakness!" "Gerald Stormborn, killer of shadow beasts!" "Crimson Fang will never fall!" Lyralei watched the celebration with her jaw tight, her borrowed dagger still clutched in her hand while black blood dripped from the blade onto her already ruined dress. Her chest burned where the gold marks flickered beneath torn silk, dimming now that the immediate danger had passed but still warm enough to remind her they existed. Gerald's red eyes found hers across the clearing. That smirk shifted into something sharper as he studied her face, really looked at her for the first time since he'd made the kill. His

Lyralei felt the full brunt of Alpha Malachai’s aura crushing down on her shoulders and honestly…. she was just tired, so bone-deep tired of everything that had happened in the past few days that she could barely think straight anymore. Tired of being stepped upon like mud beneath boots, tired of being treated like garbage that someone forgot to throw away properly, tired of fighting battles she never asked for in the first place against enemies she didn’t understand.Why her? Just why the fuck her?The universe wouldn’t let her die when she’d jumped off that cliff, wouldn’t grant her the mercy of death, but it also wouldn’t let her live her life how she wanted it either. Instead she was stuck here with glowing marks she didn’t understand, powers that appeared without warning and left her confused and vulnerable, and four Alphas who looked at her like she was either a problem to solve or a threat to eliminate depending on their mood.She stared at Malachai through the haze of his aura

Every warrior from both Nikolai’s pack and Gerald’s and Joefrey’s packs drew their weapons at Nikolai’s threat. Steel cleared leather in a rush of sound that filled the clearing with the promise of violence. The Alphas themselves didn’t reach for any weapon, they just watched Nikolai with expressions that ranged from irritation to cold assessment, waiting to see how far he’d actually push this.Gerald then laughed and the sound of his laughter held genuine amusement mixed with something darker. “I never really did like you, Vale,” he said with his red eyes gleaming at the possibility of violence.Lyralei stood there feeling frustrated beyond measure because they kept talking about her like she didn’t matter, like she wasn’t even standing right there listening to every word they said. But she didn’t want to put the spotlight on herself after all the impossible things she’d done this morning, from glowing gold to commanding an Alpha to somehow opening a portal that should have been clos