All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S HIDDEN LUNA : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

The dawn came far too soon.Ariana barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, Ethan’s voice echoed in her mind — cold, final, merciless. She tried to convince herself it was all a nightmare, that she’d wake up and the bond would still be there. But as the pale light of morning crept into her room, she realized the mark on her neck had truly vanished.The bond was gone.And in its place, a new fate awaited her.Outside her window, the BloodMoon Pack was already stirring. Wolves moved briskly through the courtyard, carrying baskets of flowers, white silk, and golden ribbons. The air buzzed with tension, not joy. The wedding of a rejected Luna to the Alpha was no celebration — it was a political arrangement, a statement of power.Ariana’s hands trembled as her mother fastened the last clasp on her white gown. It wasn’t the dress she’d dreamed of wearing. It was too tight at the waist, too heavy with embroidery, and too cold in meaning.“You don’t have to do this,” her mother whispered

The night was thicker than ever, heavy with a strange energy that pressed down on Ariana like a living weight. The forest around her was alive, yet silent—every rustle of leaves, every whisper of wind, seemed amplified in the tense stillness. Damon’s presence beside her offered a strange comfort, yet the air between them crackled with unspoken truths.“Where are we going?” Ariana asked, her voice barely a whisper. Her wrist throbbed, the crescent mark glowing faintly beneath her sleeve. The moon, now partially eclipsed, cast a crimson light that made the shadows dance unnaturally.Damon’s gaze swept the darkened treeline. “You’ll see soon enough. This clearing is old… older than any pack in the valley. It’s a place of power, a place tied to your awakening.”Ariana swallowed, her chest tightening. Power, awakening, prophecy… each word weighed more heavily than the last. She wanted to trust Damon, wanted to believe the man who had guided her through the darkness—but the questions clawed

The forest was too quiet—so quiet that Ariana could hear her own heartbeat echo against the heavy silence. The Blood Eclipse still hung low in the sky, drenching the trees in a haunting mix of crimson and silver light. Every breath she took felt charged, like the air itself was alive and waiting. Her wrist throbbed with the crescent mark, glowing faintly, pulsing like a living heartbeat.Damon moved beside her, silent and precise, every motion coiled with tension. Even in the dim light, Ariana could see the alertness in his eyes—the same look of a predator sensing a rival. He was steady, grounded, but there was something else beneath his calm… something uneasy.“Stay close,” he whispered, voice barely audible. “Something’s here. And it’s not like the others we faced.”Ariana nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. The remnants of last night’s battle still buzzed through her veins. The rush of power, the light that had burst from her skin—it had felt both intoxicating and terrifying

The forest had grown unnervingly quiet. The Blood Eclipse hung heavy in the sky, bathing the world in a crimson and silver haze. Ariana’s senses were aflame, her crescent mark pulsing violently, warning her of every hidden danger. The raw, untamed energy swirling beneath her skin was intoxicating—but beneath it stirred a gnawing doubt: not everything around her was as it seemed.The stranger—her mysterious ally—had guided her through exercises to channel her power, to bend the raw energy of the Eclipse without losing control. Ariana had made progress, learning to focus her instincts, her will, and her strength. Yet tonight, something felt off. The air carried a scent she didn’t recognize—metallic, sharp, and threaded with menace.“Something’s wrong,” Ariana whispered, stepping cautiously among the broken branches and scorched leaves. Damon moved beside her, silent, tense. His silver eyes scanned the darkness like a predator.“I feel it too,” he murmured. “Be ready for anything.”The s