Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claiming her Reign: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The silver light was gone, but the air still felt thick and wrong. The sacred clearing smelled of fresh rain, iron, and something ancient—like the moon itself had cracked open here. Kael, the father, ran through the woods without a sound. He was not the Alpha, but his instincts were just as sharp. He had been close, waiting for the massive power shift he knew was coming. He stopped just outside the clearing, his heart beating fast and heavy in his chest. He saw her. Xi'an lay on the moss and earth, pale and still. Her once-glowing skin was now dull, covered in sweat and streaks of mud. In her arms, the newborn baby was wrapped tightly in a thick piece of linen. Kael’s warrior training held back his fear. He forced his legs forward. He didn’t look at Xi'an’s face; he looked at the ground, searching for threats. Then he saw the signs. The air was frozen around them, but the dirt beneath Xi'an was burned clean, as if struck by lightning. A low, silver sheen still dusted the baby’s t

Xian'na povThe door slammed shut behind Jerick. I lay on the cold stone floor for a minute, not crying, not shaking from fear, but shaking with pure, trapped rage. He was my mate, and he hated me. He had the power to make me bend, but my blood refused. I pushed myself up. The dirty water was a mess, and the cold made my skin ache. I cleaned it quickly, scrubbing the stone until it shined. I worked fast because I knew what came next. Today was the most important day for the Blue Moon Pack. It was the day Jerick would stop being the Alpha’s son and become the Alpha. The crown, the power, all of it was his now. And I, the worthless maid, had to cook for the big feast. I walked to the main kitchen. It was empty and too quiet. The entire pack was getting ready for the coronation ceremony. I put my hands on the large wooden table, ready to start chopping vegetables and lighting the ovens. Then the door opened again. It wasn’t a guard. It was the Pack Priest, Elder Silas. Silas wa

xian'na pov I was running for my life, and I was going to lose. The air was cold, and every breath burned my throat. I could hear them—the heavy paws of the Blue Moon hunters, following Jerick's fearful order to hunt the rogue. I was fast for a human, but I was so slow compared to a wolf. The older hunters, the ones with the sharpest minds, were closing the distance. I can't outrun them, Xiuan! I thought, panic rising like bile in my mouth. They’re too fast. They’ll catch me. A voice, calm and deep, answered instantly inside my head. It was her, my wolf, my holy wolf. "You are not running as a human, Xian’na. And you are not just a wolf." But I'm tired. I’m slow! "Feel the blood. The power is already awake. It is tired of being small," she commanded. "Tell it to run." I didn't know how to tell power to do anything. I just felt the raw ache in my muscles. I closed my eyes for a fraction of a second, picturing the gold fire that had just left my body. I told that fire, the

Devon pov I walked alone in the deeper parts of the Blue Moon forest. I had left my brothers, James, Samuel, and Isaac (Kelvin), back at the pack house to keep Alpha Jerick distracted. I was the smartest, and I used the small portion of my mother’s sacred power to track the lingering energy. The golden burst from the office was gone, but the air still felt thin and wrong to me. I have always been the most private of Xi'an’s sons, relying on my mind more than my wolf strength. While my brothers use their power like a storm, I use mine like a whisper, letting my instincts guide me. I was thinking about the strange atmosphere when I glanced up. The sky was wrong. The moon, which had been a sliver of silver a moment ago, was swelling. It went full in a blink, huge and white, pouring ancient, heavy magic onto the earth. It wasn't the regular moon cycle; it was a cosmic command. It’s time. The prophecy has opened, I thought, moving instantly into a run. I knew the source of the gold

Davon povJerick sputtered, but the subtle holy power I used had locked his throat. I didn't have to wait for his answer. I just looked toward the doors. Isaac, reading my signal, gave a small, barely noticeable nod to two of my Red Moon guards who were waiting discreetly by the entrance. They moved fast. Before Jerick could even raise his Alpha voice, they were behind him. They grabbed his arms and yanked him out of his seat. The entire dining hall erupted in shouts and confusion. This was supposed to be a coronation, and the new Alpha was being hauled out like a thief. "Let go of me! This is my pack! I am the Alpha!" Jerick finally managed to shout as my guards dragged him, stumbling, through the shocked crowd. I followed, Isaac silent and watchful behind me. We shoved Jerick out onto the main courtyard, where the cold night air hit his face. The coronation banner snapped loudly in the wind. "This is madness, Davon! You have no right! I'll have you all banned!" Jerick yell