บททั้งหมดของ The Moon's Chosen : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Kira'S POV.I stood there long after the door shut. The echo of his boots faded down the corridor, but the tension stayed.I pressed my palms against the desk, drawing a steady breath. Breathe, Kira.Maya, my wolf, stirred immediately. Her warmth brushed against my thoughts, soft but firm.“Are you really okay?” she asked.“I’m fine,” I said automatically. “He’s gone. That’s all.”“You always say that,” Maya murmured, skeptical. “But your pulse says otherwise.”I forced my shoulders to relax. “I’m fine,” I repeated, even though the lie burned on my tongue.Then it happened. A rush of images struck like lightning as a vision hit me.A trembling hand covered in blood. The metallic scent of iron and rain. Rough bark beneath pale fingers. Torn fabric. And a ring glinting faintly in the dim light.My hand shot out, gripping the desk for balance.“Kira?” Maya’s voice was sharp now, edged with concern.“I—” My breath came short. “I’m fine. Just a stray vision.”She wasn’t convinced. “It’s t

Kira'S POV.I sank into the chair beside his bed. For a moment, I simply watched him breathe. The blood had been cleaned, and Erica was right—he didn’t look like one of them. But the mark, that cursed symbol, peeked from beneath the bandage, burning in the corner of my mind.The Midnight Fang. My parents’ killers. The reason I became a doctor—to save lives in a world that took them so easily.I told myself to stand, finish reports, check the supply room. Instead, exhaustion dragged my eyelids down. I rested my arms on the edge of the bed and leaned forward—just for a moment. The next thing I knew, I was drifting off.The hum of the machines blurred. Then the smell changed.Smoke. Blood. Screams.I was back in the pack house. Walls trembled beneath snarls and fire. My mother’s hoarse, desperate voice cut through the chaos.“Run, Kira! Hide!”I turned too late. Large black wolves burst through the door, shifting to human form, the mark blazing on their chests. My father fought and fell.

THIRD POVThe celebration was moved from the open field to the grand ballroom inside the pack house. The ceremony had ended, but the air was still filled with excitement. The large hall glittered under golden lights. Chandeliers hung high above, their warm glow reflecting off polished floors. Long tables were lined with food and drinks, and the smell of roasted meat and sweet pastries filled the air.Pack members chatted happily, their voices blending with the music that played softly in the background. Some were already dancing, their laughter echoing through the hall. It was a night of joy — a night to mark the union between two strong packs.Alec stood near the center of the room, surrounded by a few of his pack members. He was no longer in his ceremonial robe; he had changed into a black suit that fit him perfectly. Every now and then, someone came to greet him — to congratulate him, to shake his hand, or to thank him for leading the ceremony with such strength and dignity.Aman

KIRA'S POVHis voice dropped, almost a growl. “You’re walking on dangerous ground.”I didn’t flinch. “I’ve been walking on dangerous ground since the day I met you, Alpha.”Alec’s jaw flexed, his eyes burning into mine. For a few seconds, neither of us said a word — the air between us was thick, charged, like the space just before a storm breaks. Then he drew in a slow, deep breath, like he was trying to hold his temper down by sheer force of will.“I specifically asked you to come tonight,” he said finally, his voice quieter now but still laced with anger. “Do you remember that, Kira? I told you I wanted you there for a reason.”I raised a brow. “You told everyone to come, Alec. I wasn’t the only one who got that order.”He took a step closer, shaking his head slightly. “Don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what I mean. I didn’t just want you there as another member of the pack. I wanted you there as a Seer.”There it was — the reason behind the storm brewing in his eyes.“I tol

ANTON’S POVThe night was quiet, but inside my mind, everything was chaos. Shadows twisted and merged into shapes I couldn’t name, forming scenes that didn’t make sense but felt too real to ignore. I was running — not walking, not stumbling — running like my life depended on it. My lungs burned with every breath I took, and my heart pounded so hard I could hear it echoing through the trees.The forest around me was dark and endless. The trees were massive — tall, with branches that reached out like claws. I didn’t know how long I had been running or what I was running from, but I knew something was behind me. Something was chasing me.The air was cold, damp, filled with the scent of earth and pine and something sharper — something metallic, almost like blood. The ground beneath me was wet. Each step sank into the mud, splashing dirt onto my legs. My feet were heavy, my body aching, but I couldn’t stop. The moment I slowed, I could feel it — the thing behind me drawing closer.Then I h