All Chapters of The Alpha's Plump Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

[KAEL]Saen took control before conscious thought could interfere.My hand closed around Melissa's throat—not squeezing hard enough to crush, but firm enough to lift her off the ground. Silver bled completely through my vision as my wolf surged forward with territorial fury. I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to.'Threat. Violation. Remove.'Melissa's eyes widened, hands clawing at my wrist."I warned you," I growled, voice barely recognizable. "Told you to leave. Gave you every chance."She gasped, feet dangling, still trying to maintain that calculated smile even as panic flickered across her features.'She doesn't understand,' Saen snarled. 'She thinks this is negotiable.'It wasn't.The bond sharpened suddenly—clarity cutting through days of distortion like a blade through fog. Whatever magic had been twisting my instincts, making Rhiannon's presence feel wrong, snapped clean.I could think clearly for the first time in days.And the first clear thought was absolute certainty:

[FREYA]I leaned against the gnarled bark of an ancient oak, my body a mere smudge of shadow. Magic hummed beneath my skin, a cold thread keeping the forest from noticing my intrusion.The forest held its breath when she ran into it.Leaves shuddered under frantic steps. Branches snapped back too late to stop skin from tearing. Breath tore in and out of her chest like something hunted. Pain clung to her in waves, thick and raw, rolling off in a way that made my teeth ache.Love did that to people.I stayed where I was, half-stitched into shadow and old magic, boots rooted in damp earth. Moss crept over my ankles, patient and greedy. The air knew me here. It bent around my presence, hiding sharp edges and darker intentions.Years of practice made stillness easy.The woman stumbled into the clearing; palms braced on her knees. Dark auburn hair fell loose down her back, clinging to her damp forehead. Shoulders shook. A sound slipped out of her throat before she could stop it. Not loud. N

[EMRYS]Dawn brought the usual weight of responsibility.I stood in the packhouse reviewing security logs while warriors filtered in and out, reporting on overnight patrols. Nothing major—a few scuffles at the southern boundary, some rogue scent markers that needed clearing, and standard maintenance that kept pack lands secure.The Blue Moon Ceremony loomed a day away now. Pack members were restless in that specific way lunar events caused—short tempers, lingering gazes, and energy that had nowhere productive to go yet."Increase patrols along the ceremonial grounds," I instructed the shift leader. "Double rotations until after the ceremony. No gaps."He nodded and left to pass the orders along.I rubbed my eyes, exhaustion creeping in despite the early hour. Kael had been distracted for days—first by whatever had been affecting his bond, now by Rhiannon's flight into the forest yesterday. I'd been quietly compensating, handling decisions that should have gone through him, and keeping

[KAEL] Twenty-four hours until the Blue Moon Ceremony. I stood in the packhouse reviewing final preparations while trying not to count the minutes since I'd last spoken to my mate. Fourteen hours. Thirty-seven minutes. Not that I was tracking. Warriors moved around me with purpose—reinforcing ceremonial wards, reviewing patrol routes, and coordinating security for an event that left the entire pack vulnerable. The elders moved with heightened reverence, treating every detail like a sacred ritual. The Blue Moon already hung heavy in the sky despite daylight. I could feel its pull strengthening by the hour, amplifying bonds and instincts until everything raw became impossible to ignore. 'If something's wrong between mates,' I thought grimly, 'the Moon will expose it.' Mine was already fractured. Tomorrow would just make it undeniable to everyone watching. "Alpha." One of the senior warriors approached. "We've completed perimeter checks. Everything's secure." "Double them anyway

[EMRYS]Sixteen hours until the Blue Moon Ceremony.I paced my quarters in tight, controlled circles, the file burning a metaphorical hole through my hands. Evidence. Maps. Sienna's analysis. Everything pointing to a threat I'd been tracking for weeks finally crystallized into undeniable truth.Five minutes passed. Then ten. Fifteen.Each second stretched with the knowledge that once I spoke, nothing would be the same. Especially not Kael.'He needs to know,' I reminded myself for the hundredth time. 'Withholding this would be seen as a betrayal.'Except telling him would hurt. Would add weight to shoulders already buckling under mate bond strain and pack responsibilities.I stopped pacing and grabbed my jacket.Duty versus loyalty wasn't really a choice. Not for a Beta.I found Kael in his office reviewing security protocols for tomorrow's ceremony.He looked exhausted—dark circles, jaw tight with tension that had nothing to do with paperwork. It was obvious his bond with Rhiannon wa