All Chapters of His Hidden Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The full moon hung low over the Silver Crest Pack, spilling silver light across the courtyard like a silent witness. The air was heavy with pine and cold iron, thick with anticipation and something ancient that prickled against the skin. Somewhere in the forest, a lone wolf howled, its voice a mournful echo of what was about to be lost. The pack stood in absolute stillness. Warriors, elders, and omegas—all watching their Alpha with a reverence laced with fear. Alpha Kael Blackthorn stood at the center of it all, tall and unyielding, his dark hair gleaming under the sacred light. His golden eyes burned with power, but beneath that steady exterior, a storm raged. His wolf strained at its cage, restless and furious, but Kael’s expression remained carved from stone. Tonight, the Moon Goddess had bound him to fate—and he had sworn to defy it. At the edge of the courtyard stood Aria Hale. The moonlight seemed drawn to her, wrapping around her like a veil of grace. Her ceremonial gown sh

The sun had barely risen when the quiet valley began to stir. Mist curled along the riverbanks, and the scent of damp earth hung thick in the air. Birds scattered from the trees as hooves thundered down the narrow road. The Silver Crest warriors moved like a silent storm through Mistwood, their armor catching brief flashes of gold in the pale light.At their head rode Alpha Kael Blackthorn, his eyes cold and unreadable. Every muscle in his body was coiled tight, every breath controlled. He had not slept — could not sleep. The night before had been a blur of questions and memories he couldn’t silence.Every thought had led back to her.To Aria.To the boy with golden eyes.The resemblance had been too strong, too exact. Every part of him screamed the truth, but saying it aloud would make it real — and Kael wasn’t sure he was ready for that.He stopped at the edge of the forest, dismounting his horse in one swift motion.“Stay back,” he ordered his men. His voice was quiet but carried t

The gates of Silver Crest rose like black sentinels against the dawn. Cold stone. Silent guards. The kind of silence that watched, not welcomed. Aria’s fingers tightened around the reins as they rode closer. Every hoofbeat echoed with ghosts she thought she’d buried long ago.The air here still smelled the same — pine, earth, and iron. It was the scent of her past. The scent of betrayal.Kael rode beside her, expression unreadable. His men flanked them, armored in silver and discipline. None dared speak. The Alpha’s presence alone kept the air heavy and still. When the massive gates creaked open, the crowd that had gathered outside fell into stunned whispers.“Is that her?” one voice hissed.“The rogue he rejected?”“And the child—”Kael’s glare silenced the last whisper. But it was too late. The words hung between them like knives.Aria held Liam close as they passed through the courtyard. Eyes followed their every move — shock, curiosity, disdain. Each stare felt like a burn against

The air shimmered with light as Aria faced Corin. Her heartbeat thundered like drums in her ears, and the candle flames around them flared, bending toward her as if pulled by invisible hands.Liam clung to her cloak, his small voice trembling. “Mama, what is happening?”Aria’s eyes glowed silver. “Stay behind me, my love.”Corin laughed quietly, stepping closer. “So the stories were true. The Luna of Silver Crest carries the Moon’s gift. I always wondered what it would look like when awakened.”“You will not touch my son,” she said.He tilted his head. “You think you can stop me?”Aria raised her hand, and the air between them quaked. The floor cracked beneath her feet, thin lines of light racing across the stone. The books on the shelves burst open, their pages spinning through the air like pale birds.Corin’s confident smile faltered for a heartbeat, then he lunged forward. His form blurred as he shifted mid-stride, fur spreading over his skin, bones snapping and reshaping. His wolf

The morning light crept slowly through the forest, touching the leaves with gold, but Aria felt no warmth. The air was heavy with silence, broken only by the sound of her footsteps and the soft rustle of Liam’s breathing on her back. The events at the tower played over and over in her mind — the voice, the prophecy, the attack by Varos.She had always known there were secrets buried in Silver Crest, but now she understood how deep the corruption went. Her bloodline was not a curse. It was a key. And the council would destroy anyone who dared to use it.Liam stirred against her shoulder. “Mama, are we there yet?”“Almost,” she whispered, adjusting his weight gently. “The Valley is not far now.”The trees around them began to change. The trunks grew wider, their bark pale and smooth like bone. The air shimmered faintly, and the light dimmed though the sun still shone above. Aria felt a tingling in her skin, as if invisible threads were brushing against her. The forest was alive with old