All Chapters of Scorned Luna To Alpha Queen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rienna stumbled backward and her hand flew to her cheek, eyes wide with shock. Her face had gone bright red where Lyralei's palm had connected and her mouth opened and closed like she couldn't quite process what had just happened.The crowd went dead silent.No one moved, no one spoke, everyone just stared at the two of them in the ring like they couldn't believe what they'd just witnessed.Then Rienna turned back to Lyralei with a shriek that was more rage than pain, her face twisted into something ugly as tears of humiliation gathered in her eyes."You bitch!" she screamed and went on the offensive, throwing punches and kicks with no strategy behind them anymore, just pure emotion driving her movements.But emotion made you sloppy and Lyralei had been counting on that.She dodged the first punch easily, ducked under the second, and when Rienna overextended on a wild kick Lyralei grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked hard. Rienna's head snapped back with the force of it and before

Lyralei walked away from everyone and her emotions were suddenly a mess after her outburst. For some reason she felt shaken after challenging that stupid Elder and she couldn't for the life of her understand why the pack let him get away with assaulting little children. And why someone like Gerald would allow it.Had she misjudged him?What did she expect from him anyway? All he considered her was a conquest and nothing more, just something to prove to those other three Alphas. Remembering those assholes made her mood sour even further, especially that prick Malachai who never seemed to want to get her name right. She could swear with everything in her that he was doing it on purpose and honestly it was infuriating. She hated him the most amongst the other Alphas and that was saying something, seeing as she should hate Vale the most since she knew exactly what he saw her as.An object.A tool for whatever the Moon Goddess wanted them to do.She looked at the sky and saw it was already

Gerald dodged a shadow wolf's attack and the creature's claws whistled past his face close enough that he felt the displaced air. Before he could recover another wolf slammed into his back and pain exploded across his shoulders as claws ripped through leather and skin.He snarled and twisted his body, feeling warm blood running down his spine, but one of his warriors slid a spear into the wolf's heart through its back. The creature roared and dissolved into black smoke while Gerald jumped on the back of the one that had attacked him first.He drove his sword down with both hands and the blade punched through fur and muscle until it found the heart. The wolf bucked once, twice, then collapsed beneath him and turned into a black puddle that soaked into the ground.Gerald stood up and his boots squelched in the dissolving remains as he watched his men fighting the horde. Frustration burned in his chest hotter than the pain in his back because a horde this size had never happened before.

Lyralei ran through the forest and her lungs burned with each breath she dragged in. Her bare feet pounded against dirt and roots and sharp stones as she pushed herself forward faster.The figure ahead of her bolted through the trees like his life depended on outrunning her. Maybe it did.The moment he'd noticed she'd spotted him watching the settlement fight he'd taken off into the woods. She'd turned to Eliasen quickly, said she'd seen someone and to take charge, then ran off before the woman could respond. Eliasen had probably looked confused as hell but Lyralei didn't have time to explain.Whoever this warrior was, he'd stood there watching his packmates fight shadow wolves without lifting a finger to help. That made him either a coward or something worse and her gut screamed it was worse.Her half-shifted state made tracking easier. Her senses were sharper, speed faster, and she could smell his fear on the wind mixing with smoke from the burning settlement behind her. Part of her

The knife never came.A growl tore through the air instead, raw and savage, and it was followed by a scream that cut off with a wet, horrible crack. Lyralei's eyes snapped open just in time to see a half-shifted female wolf grappling with the elder, her claws buried deep in his chest. The woman's jaws clamped around his throat and she twisted sharply, bones snapping like dry branches.The elder's body hit the ground with a dull thud, his eyes still wide with shock.The Crimson Fang warriors shrank back, and their faces twisted with pure terror. Lyralei stared at her savior through the haze of exhaustion, confusion flooding her mind. Who in the name of the goddess could inspire such fear in the warriors?Then the stench hit her.That wrong, rotting smell she'd come to recognize over the past days. Shadow wolves. But this one was different, she was in a half shift state which confused her as she had never seen a half shifted shadow wolf before.The creature turned toward her, and Lyrale