All Chapters of Alpha's Reborn Luna-Marked For Vengeance : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Aurelia’s POVI yanked the door open, my heart already bracing for pain.In my mind, I had seen it clearly, Selena’s cruel smile, her sharp tongue ready to tear me apart. Or worse, guards with iron grips, ready to drag me away for daring to breathe without permission. My muscles were already tensed for impact, my mouth prepared to beg or scream or fight.But it wasn’t Selena.It was Lyra.She stood there silently, her hands clasped together, her eyes wide and shining with something that looked dangerously like fear. In her hands was a small piece of folded parchment. She lifted it slightly, as if asking a question.Can I come in?For a heartbeat, I just stared at her.Then relief slammed into me so hard my knees nearly buckled.I grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside, slamming the door shut behind us and pressing my back against it as if the walls themselves might be listening.“What took you so long?” I whispered fiercely, gripping her shoulders. My voice shook. “Lyra, everything

Aurelia’s POVThat night, I didn’t even remember walking back to the basement.My body moved on instinct alone, one foot in front of the other, down the narrow steps, through the familiar damp corridor that smelled of mold, sweat, and quiet despair. My muscles screamed in protest with every step, my bones aching like they were filled with lead. The day had drained everything from me.By the time I reached the small room that passed for mine, my hands were trembling.I didn’t eat. I didn’t even think about food.I dropped onto the thin mattress, the rough fabric scratching against my skin, and before my head fully touched the pillow, darkness swallowed me whole.And then I was standing in the palace courtyard.But not the palace I knew now.This one was alive.Torches burned bright along the marble walls, their flames dancing like they were celebrating too. Wolves filled the courtyard faces lit with joy, relief, disbelief. Laughter rang through the air, loud and unrestrained, the kind

Dominic’s POVPain has a rhythm.Down here in the dungeon, I’ve learned it the way one learns breathing. The pull of the suppression chains around my wrists. The constant pressure on my chest, like invisible hands pressing me into the stone. The ache that never quite fades, only changes shape.But tonight something is different.I’m lying on the cold floor, my cheek pressed against damp stone, when it hits me.The call of a blood.It surges through my veins like a sudden current, sharp enough to rip a groan from my throat. My fingers curl instinctively, claws threatening to break through skin as heat flares in my chest.“Aurelia,” I rasp.The bond snaps tight, brighter than it’s been since the night they dragged me down here. It burns, alive, frantic. I can feel her fear like a blade between my ribs. Her pain. Her confusion.And something else. Something old. Something that should not have been touched.I force myself upright, muscles screaming in protest as the chains clink softly. T

Aurelia’s POVFire.That was the first thing I saw when I blinked.Not the gentle kind from a hearth, but wild, living flames crawling hungrily along the stone walls behind me. They licked the tapestries, devoured the edges of curtains, crackled like laughter too loud and too cruel. Smoke burned my lungs, stung my eyes, and the heat pressed against my back like a living thing urging me forward.I stood frozen in the middle of the corridor, my hands raised halfway, fingers trembling, my heart slamming so violently against my ribs I thought it might tear free.“I didn’t mean to,” I whispered hoarsely, though no one was listening.Maids screamed and scattered like frightened birds. One tripped over her skirts and crawled away on her hands and knees, sobbing. Another slammed into the wall and scrambled upright, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at me like I was a monster that had crawled out of a nightmare.Guards rushed in from both ends of the corridor, steel flashing as swords we

Aurelia’s POVSelena didn’t raise her voice when she gave the order.She never did when she wanted to hurt me the most.“Take her to the ritual chambers,” she said calmly, sipping her wine as if she were discussing the weather. “They need to be cleaned. Thoroughly.”The guards stiffened. Even they knew what that meant. Everyone in this palace knew about the law of that place. No one in the kingdom was permitted to go in there but ever since Selena became queen everything changed as she has not missed an opportunity to disregard the laws of this pack. My stomach dropped, but I kept my face blank. I had learned that fear fed her. The more composed I looked, the more it irritated her. Still, my hands trembled at my sides as they led me away. I wasn't sure if I was prepared for the evil of that place.The ritual chambers were not part of the palace servants spoke of openly. They were old, older than the palace itself, sealed beneath layers of stone and history. Rooms soaked in blood and