Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's Reborn Luna-Marked For Vengeance : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Aurelia’s POVPain dragged me back into consciousness.It slammed into me like a wave of ice and fire combined. My breath came out in a broken gasp as my eyes fluttered open, my vision swimming, the stone ceiling above me blurring and doubling.For a moment, I didn’t know where I was.Then the chains bit into my wrists, and memory came crashing down with cruel clarity.Liam.The dungeon.The cold.I tried to move, instinctively pulling my hands toward my chest, and cried out as the iron restraints scraped against raw, swollen skin. My wrists throbbed violently, purple and red where the shackles had rubbed me nearly bloody. Every small movement sent a sharp jolt of pain shooting up my arms.I swallowed hard, my throat dry, my tongue thick. My head pounded, heavy and fogged, like I had been drugged again.“How touching,” a voice said.I lifted my gaze slowly.Liam stood a few steps away, his arms crossed, his scar catching the dim torchlight. He looked rested. Clean. Calm.I hated him f

Selena’s POVThe cell stank of rot, and a very bad smell that made me want to throw up.I descended the stone steps slowly, deliberately, letting my boots echo so she would hear me coming. I wanted Aurelia awake. I wanted her hunger sharp, her fear sharper. The guards straightened as I passed, eyes downcast, none of them daring to meet my gaze. They knew better. In this place, my word carried weight, sometimes more than Liam’s.When I stopped in front of her cell, I didn’t announce myself.I simply lifted the tray of food in my hands and hurled it at the doorpost.The sound of metal clanging against stone rang through the corridor.Aurelia reacted instantly.She lunged for it like an animal.The sight stopped me short for half a second.She dropped to her knees, fingers shaking as she dragged the tray toward her, shoving food into her mouth without even looking at it. Bread. Meat scraps. Water. She ate like someone who hadn’t been fed in days—cheeks hollow, eyes sunken, hair matted an

Aurelia’s POVI woke with a burning, jarring pain in my shoulders and wrists. My body screamed against the cold metal chains that dug deep into my flesh. I blinked against the harsh torchlight, the flickering flames casting jagged shadows across the walls. My heart dropped. The arena… the auction hall. It hadn’t been a nightmare. It was real.Every sound made my chest tighten, the jeers, the laughter, the clinking of coins as rogue alphas bid on me. My stomach churned, bile rising as I realized exactly what Liam had done. This wasn’t just an attack; this was a performance. A grotesque exhibition of power. A trap meant to humiliate Dominic and insult his throne.My eyes scanned the hall. Rogue after rogue, all of them were old men eith pot belly hungry for a prize they thought they could buy. Their eyes were cold, predatory.My chains rattled as I struggled. “This nonsense has to stop,” I whispered, my throat tight. My fingers scraped the metal, trying to gain purchase. My shoulders th

Aurelia's POV.The door creaked open.I froze, my chest tightening, my heart hammering like a drum in my ribs. Shadows stretched across the dungeon floor, and through the gloom, a tall masked figure appeared.I pressed myself against the wall. My fingers curled, and my knuckles turned white. My heels clicked weakly against the floor as I tried to back away, trying to make myself invisible.The man sniffed the air, tilting his head to the side. “You… are Liam’s puppet, yes?” he muttered with an extremely low voice that sounded like almost a growl.I shook my head, teeth gritted. “Who… who are you?” My voice trembled despite my attempt to sound fierce.He moved closer, and then he removed his mask halfway. My eyes widened at the jagged tattoo etched across his jaw, My stomach dropped. He wasn’t from here. He was from a foreign pack, one that I knew would be so dangerous.“I am sent,” he said simply, eyes flicking toward the hall behind him. “Your master’s orders. Dominic’s warriors have

Aurelia’s POVThe dungeon smelled of smoke.Blood. Fear. Old stone soaked with centuries of screams.My body was still trembling from the rogue’s grip when the shadows shifted again. At first, I thought it was my vision blurring from pain, my eyes struggling to adjust in the dim torchlight. Then a clap.The sound echoed unnaturally loud.Clap.Clap.Every muscle in my body locked.“Well, well,” Liam's voice drawled from the darkness. “Would you look at this?”My heart plummeted straight into my stomach as he stepped closer. Something about this man terrified me so much that I feared for Dominic. And to make it worse, Dominic had come here alone to fight these monsters.Firelight licked across his face, revealing that same cruel, wolfish grin, the one I had seen too many times in courtrooms, council chambers, and the freaking dungeon. The grin of a man who enjoyed destruction far too much. Sometimes I wondered the things he has done ever since he got betrayed by his family.He clapped