All Chapters of Luna Maya: Destined as the Alpha's Desire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The First Crack in the GammaFinn’s POVI stood over the command table as reports stacked higher than they should’ve been for a routine morning cycle. My fingers paused on the edge of a report.“Again,” I muttered.Sophie, standing near the side wall, stepped closer and waited. She had learned that my quiet tone meant calculation.I slid the parchment across to her.“Read the timing gaps.”Her eyes moved quickly, scanning the papers.“…There shouldn’t be a gap here,” she said after a moment.“There isn’t,” I replied. “Not officially.”That was the problem.Officially, everything made sense.Unofficially… something was stitching itself between the lines.I turned slightly, eyes moving across the room where Gamma Roderic had submitted the reports. He was the head of Blood Moon’s army structure. A trusted, disciplined, and efficient soldier.The kind of wolf you didn’t question because questioning him felt like questioning the foundation itself.And yet.. “He’s adjusting patrol overl

LENA’S POVI didn’t expect that deep sensual kiss from Ethan.One second, we were standing there, on opposite sides of something dangerous, something neither of us could take back.The moment after, his lips were on mine.It was soft, and I wasn't hesitant, giving in willingly.For a heartbeat, I froze completely.My mind blanked, instincts clashing, fight, pull away, report, remember why I was here but none of them won, because beneath all of that there was something else.Him.Ethan didn’t kiss me like someone asking for permission. He kissed me like someone who already knew the answer.And that shook me more than anything.My hands should’ve pushed him away butthey didn’t.Instead, they hovered for a second too long… before gripping his shirt.A sweet mistake. I felt the shift, the moment I responded. I had crossed a line, this wasn’t strategy anymore but something else entirely, and I didn't know the exact word to call it.He pulled back just enough to meet my gaze. His breath,

Lucien's POV The old man, I appeared to be moved slower than I ever had in my life.It was deliberate.Every step measured, movement stripped of dominance.Because power, when hidden well, becomes cooler.And right now?I needed “cool” in a wise way.Elder Gaius’ gaze lingered on us for a moment too long when he stepped into the safe zone, but in the end… he saw what I allowed him to see.Two worn travelers.Nothing more.Nothing worth tearing apart the moment for.“Who are they?” he asked, his tone neutral but probing.Finn didn’t hesitate.“Refugees,” he replied smoothly. “Came in from the outer ridges. Claimed they were displaced when patrol lines shifted.”Gaius’ eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t fully believe it but didn’t question it either.That was enough.“Keep track of them,” he said after a pause. “We don’t need unknowns moving freely right now.”His gaze flicked to me once more, then to Maya, lingering just long enough to feel like a test.I lowered my head slightly, pla

Alpha Garett’s POV The decision to support her didn’t come easily.It should have.Blood should have made it simple. Loyalty should have made it instinct.But nothing about Maya had ever been simple.I stood at the head of the war table in Silver Creek, my hands braced against the carved wood, my brothers and sister spread around me in a half-circle that felt more like a line drawn in tension than unity.For years, we had stood on opposite sides of Maya.Questioned her. Maltreated her. Watched Maya like she was a worthless piece of rag.And now?Now we were riding to stand beside her.It almost felt like a joke the Moon was playing on us.“She defeated him.”Alaric’s voice broke through the silence, steady as always.He didn’t need to say the name.Aldric Shadowmane.The monster who had shaken kingdoms.The one Maya had put down. That alone changed wolves' perspective about her, not just in the world but in us, her siblings.“She didn’t just defeat him,” Cedric added, leaning lazily

Maya's POVNight settled differently over Blood Moon now.Even the wind felt tense.I stood outside the guest quarters beneath the disguise of an old traveler, my bent frame hidden beneath a dark wool cloak as cold moonlight spilled across the stone paths.No one paid attention to me.That was the point.Aelindra’s illusion magic wasn’t just appearance. It buried scent, altered posture, and softened presence.My gaze lifted toward the second-floor window glowing faintly above me.Ciara’s room.She had been inside for nearly an hour.Alone.I told myself I was only making sure she was safe.But deep down?I knew that wasn’t entirely true.The curtains shifted softly.A glimpse of silver-blonde hair appeared briefly near the window.Ciara looked tired.The kind of tiredness that came from carrying too many thoughts alone.For a moment, I just watched quietly.The youngest of Silver Creek.The only sibling who had looked at me with kindness before everything changed.The only one who nev