All Chapters of The Moon's Chosen : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

THIRD POVThe council chamber remained heavy with silence after Elder Rowan’s last words, as though the very walls were holding their breath. Alec stood rigid at the head of the table, his jaw tight, his eyes hard with restrained defiance. For a moment, it seemed as though the discussion had reached its limit.Then another elder cleared his throat.He has hair nearly white. Slowly, he leaned forward, resting both hands on the table as he looked directly at Alec.“There is more,” he said quietly.Alec’s gaze snapped to him. “More what?” he asked, feeling more and more irritated by the minute.“More history,” the elder replied. “More reasons we hesitate.”Alec exhaled sharply through his nose but said nothing, gesturing for him to continue even though he didn't want to.The elder nodded once. “Years ago,” he began slowly. “long before you took your first shift, Blackridge hosted a gathering. Not a training. Not a negotiation. A celebration.”Several elders straightened, listening to

THIRD POVAlec’s brow furrowed as he listened to the young guard, whose voice carried a mixture of urgency and confusion, the kind of tone that immediately demanded attention, though Alec could already sense the hesitation behind it. “What do you mean? What do you mean something strange happened to the rift?” Alec demanded.“Alpha, something… something strange is happening. I… I don’t know how to explain it, sir. It’s… it’s better if you come see it yourself.” The guard said, breath coming in shallow, uneven bursts.Alec raised an eyebrow, pressing his lips into a thin line as his eyes narrowed at the guard.”“Better if I come see it myself?” he repeated slowly, the irritation in his voice low but unmistakable. “You don’t know how to explain it, so you think I need to waste my time running out here because you don’t understand what’s happening?”The guard swallowed hard, eyes flicking down, then back up at him. “I… I mean no disrespect, Alpha. It’s just… it’s unlike anything we’ve se

THIRD POVAlec dismissed the maid with a brief nod, his expression carefully neutral.“You may go,” he said calmly.The maid hesitated, clearly unsettled, glancing once more at the withered flowers before bowing and backing out of the office. The door closed softly behind her, leaving Alec alone in the quiet room.For several seconds, he did not move.His eyes lingered on the vase, on the brittle stems and lifeless petals, but instead of leaning into the unease curling in his chest, he straightened his shoulders and turned away.This is nothing, he told himself firmly.Flowers wither. Accidents happen. He would not allow a series of meaningless coincidences to distract him from matters of actual importance.He walked toward his desk and sat down, pulling a stack of documents closer. There were preparations to finalize—arrangements for the Blackridge pack, patrol rotations, accommodation details, ceremonial protocols. Important matters. Matters worthy of his attention.As he reached

THIRD POVAt first, Alec thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.But it wasn't.The earth was dark, darker than it should have been, and he continued to stare wide eyed as he continued to watch it move.It was a slow, thick seep.It was as if the ground itself was bleeding.The Black fluid continued to push up through the soil in thin, twisting lines, oozing out little by little, glistening faintly. It did not spill violently. It did not splash. It crept, like something alive that knew it had all the time in the world.The guards behind him were frozen in shock. No one spoke. No one even breathed too loudly. All eyes were locked on the ground.“What… is that?” one of the younger guards whispered, his voice barely audible.Alec did not answer immediately. His gaze followed the way the black fluid came outward.“I don’t know,” Alec said finally, his voice low and tense. “But no one steps closer.”The fluid continued to seep, tracing crooked paths through the garden beds. Alec st

THIRD POVAlec’s expression hardened the moment the guard mentioned Dr. Hale’s name.For a brief second, the room remained silent, as though everyone was waiting to see how he would react.Then Alec exploded.“Dr. Hale?” he snapped sharply. “What does Dr. Hale have to do with this?”The guard stiffened. “Alpha, I only meant—”“You only meant what?” Alec cut in harshly. His voice rose, echoing against the walls of the office. “That she suddenly has answers to something none of us understand?”He let out a short, incredulous laugh. “Is she a witch now? Or perhaps the Moon Goddess herself?”The guard opened his mouth, but Alec did not give him the chance to speak.“We are talking about something serious,” Alec continued angrily, pacing again, his movements sharp and restless. “The lives of every single person in this pack may be at risk, and you stand there suggesting nonsense.”“Nonsense?” the guard repeated weakly.“Yes,” Alec snapped, stopping directly in front of him. “Absolute nonse