บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha’s Treaty, Now His Luna: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

LUCIANO“Where is she?”“Where’s who?”I side-eyed my Beta, a low snarl already forming in my chest, until I caught the glint of amusement in his eyes. I sighed, exasperated. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I managed to grind out, “Don't play games, Silas. Just tell me where she is.”He clasped a hand on my shoulder, grinning. “Don't get mad. You know as well as I do that you have to give her space to grow. And hovering isn’t going to do her any good.”I opened my mouth to defend myself, but he cut in immediately. “The pack needs to see that she’s capable.”I exhaled heavily, running a hand through my hair. I was already tired of hearing that phrase repeated over and over, like some damned mantra. Casting him a tired glance, I muttered, “You think I’m not aware of that? I promise I’m not going to hover or try to butt in. She’s not even going to know I’m there.”He still seemed unconvinced, so I pressed on. “Why do you think I haven’t mind-linked her yet? It would be so easy to find

PENIELI'm sitting in the dark, in our bedroom when the door swings open and Luciano steps in.He pauses at the doorway, tilting his head to the side. He heaves a defeated sigh, hunching his shoulders, “Why aren't you asleep yet?”“You really expect to me to be sleep peacefully, while you're still out there? Doing God knows what.” I ask.“Peniel,” he sighs my name tiredly.“No, don't do that. I thought we were past…” I wave my hands around, “All this. This game of us pretending we don't care about each other.”He keeps quiet for a few moments, his head hung, before turning to me, “Can you at least switch on the lights?”I click on the switch, light immediately flooding the room. From my position beside the door, I take a good look at him.His face looks ragged, like he's been put through the ringer. His jeans are scuffed with dirt marks and aren't even zipped up all the way. His shirt is gone and his chest is decorated with little scratches. His hair is messed up and when I look clo

PENIEL“Peniel?” My mother’s voice was soft with surprise as she opened the cottage door. Disbelief flickered across her face before softening into something I couldn’t name. “What are you doing here?”“Really?” I replied. “I know we aren't close, but I wasn't aware I couldn’t visit my own mother?” I asked quietly.Her expression tightened with a flicker of grief, “I just meant… never mind,” She stepped aside, gesturing me in. “Please, come in.”I walked inside, taking in the space. The room smelled faintly of herbs and tea. I watched, as my mother moved to a chair by the window, half her body bathed in moonlight. She looked stronger than the last time I’d seen her, color had returned to her cheeks, and her movements were steadier.But her eyes held worry as she watched me. “Peniel. What’s wrong?”We sat across from each other, hands wrapped around warm cups of tea, as the silence stretched.“He’s shutting me out,” I finally said, the words tumbling free. I didn’t want to pretend eve

LUCIANOThe peace did not last.Three days later, Silas found me on the training grounds. His expression grim.“We have a problem.” he said, keeping his voice low.I wiped the sweat from my brow, nodding for him to continue. “What is it?”“Henry.”I freeze, giving him a glance. “I'm assuming he's still alive?”"He's not just alive. Reports are coming in from other territories, he's been busy. Rather than going into hiding, he's been recruiting ex-warriors, rogues, mercenaries, anyone with a grudge against you or with a reason to hate us.”I hummed at the news.“He's building an army, Luciano!" Silas snapped, more urgent.Cold fury settled in my gut. "How close do you think he's done building?"“Very. One of our scouts spotted a camp deep, right at the borders of Grey pack. More than a hundred fighters, and the worst part is, they're well-armed.”“Someone from a pack is supplying them?”“Most definitely, we still haven't been able to get info on who. Plus they're hard to pin down.”I s

PENIELIt was over in seconds. The square was so quiet I could hear the crows in the distant trees.Luciano turned, wiping his hands on a cloth a guard handed to him. I looked out at our pack members. Some of their faces were pale with horror. Some grim with satisfaction. Many of the older warriors would not meet my eyes."I am your Alpha," Luciano said, his voice ringing out. "My word is law. My mate is your Luna. Our strength is in our unity. The next traitor will die slower. The next enemy at our gate will drown in his own blood. This pack does not bend. We break those who try to break us."He took my hand in his. It was cold. I squeezed it, trying to pour my warmth, my certainty into him."Dismissed."The square cleared quickly after the beheading. People hurried away, heads down, not looking at each other. Not looking at me.In my heart, it felt like I was the cause of all this.I stood beside Luciano on the platform, my hand still clenched tightly in his. His skin was cold. His